Текст песни Losing - Hana Vu

There's more love in my blood
Than grief in my gut
Soil of my love
I'm ready to take the world
Obsessive behavior
Not moving me forward
All ever time consuming
I feel like I'm always losing to you
O nice
What did I do
To leave me hanging like that
O good
How good of you
You make youself so scarce
There's more love in my blood
Than grief in my gut
Soil of my love
I'm ready to take the world
You've fallen quiet and I've grown tired
All ever time consuming
I feel like I'm always losing
O nice
What did I do
To leave me hanging like that
O good
How good of you
To make yourself so scarce
You make yourself so scarce
O nice
What did I do
To leave me hanging like that
O good
How good of you
To make yourself so scarce
You make yourself so scarce