Lost Again from Losin' by Colin Miller

I don’t need another Christmas morning
I don’t need another birthday picture cake
I just need you here for a second
One last roman candle skippin cross the lake
I dove into the quarry
But the water wasn’t deep enough for me
Now I’m callin the number on the burner you gave me
Yea, you’re always there for me

So excuse me for lookin like I lost my best friend
Somewhere at the racetrack I disappeared on him
Lost Again

Now I’m spinnin out in the neighbor’s yard
Just tearin up in your muscle car
No one’s watching for my headlights now
No one’s there to bail me

So excuse me for lookin like I lost my best friend
Somewhere at the racetrack I disappeared on him
And no Ford Mustang will drag you back to me
Who, yeah, who will dance at my next wedding?
Lost Again

• Folk
• bedroom pop
• indie rock
• lo fi country
• Asheville