Clipping - Tancred

I lost myself in a picture of someone else

Framed and lit up like a wake

Felt like it was me who died that day

Intuition and virtue

Crash the car and just let go

I’m a loser sometimes

I will lose my mind sometimes

Another year inside my eyes

Clipping in the atmosphere

I lose sometimes

Hold in your hands my broken crown

Show me where you have broken down

Give me relief

Give me relief

Get it done as a tattoo

Put it some place that always shows

I’m a loser sometimes

I will lose my mind sometimes

Another year inside my eyes

Clipping in the atmosphere

I lose sometimes

Crash the car and just let go