Lost Souls
You try and make some sense of good days
Now that they're all good
Every little thing that they say
She lies to console
For she cries for a lost soul
You, you know we're gone
Waiting we're all so lost, lost
Said I couldn't get out of bed
Is that the law
Every little thing that I've said
You just can't ignore
She lies to console
For she cries for a lost soul
You, you know we're gone
Cos waiting we're all so lost
You, you know its cost
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls
Lost souls