Losing in a Sense - Bandit

The wolf of Chicago sleeps

With his pride at his side

Every night on a mattress

In the living room of his apartment

I don’t feel any different

Since laying beside you

I don’t see things differently

The world promised me

I’d be something new

Hopeless wonder follow

Upsetting realisation that I compromise

The thing that I most value

When I enter your dark tent

I don’t feel any different

Since laying beside you

I don’t see things differently

The world promised me

I’d be something new

The price tag on the?

the hopeless

I see that look in your eyes

Is nearer than mine

The beauty of the clear is darkly clouded

And I can’t see it, I can’t see it

I’ve been losing in a sense

I’ve been losing

I’ve been losing

I’ve been losing in a sense

I don’t feel any different

The world promised me

I’d be something new