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Daniel Conley
Daniel Conley
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Eli Shlimovitz
Eli Shlimovitz
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John Zuckerman
John Zuckerman
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Joseph Fraire
Joseph Fraire
Songwriter

Lyrics

Lose yourself in a bottle Lose yourself on a Saturday night Feel like hell by tomorrow Fall asleep before you've set things right And I will start from bottom of the bottle Before I make my way to the top I was missing in the city walking aimlessly I guess you can't be found 'til your lost Feelin' far away and I am losing faith I can't feel a thing I can't feel a thing We went all the way and beat a losing game Yet I can't feel a thing No I can't feel a thing If I can't see I won't believe anything If I can't feel Surely I'll know this shit ain't real And I will start from bottom of the bottle Before I make my way to the top I was missing in the city walking aimlessly I guess you can't be found 'til your lost Feelin' far away and I am losing faith I can't feel a thing I can't feel a thing We went all the way and beat a losing game I can't feel a thing I can't feel a thing Now which way is up Cause I'm feeling down Lost on a Saturday night Wandering 'round 'til I find home again Lost on a Saturday night And I said where does the mind go Oh I don't know, I don't know And I said how, how did I get here Oh I'm not sure, anymore
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