Cardigans. First Band On The Moon. Losers. Zeneszám

Close your eyes

Look at all these losers
You find them everywhere
They're fucked up and annoying
But somehow you seem to care

It's easier to laugh
But something makes you stick around
You can't watch from above
And keep your ten toes in the sand

You wish that you were special
I'm just like you

Close your eyes, that'll be the day you'll find those lies
Fold your ears, that'll be the day that you will hear
Close your eyes, that'll be the day you'll find those lies
That'll be the day you'll get back home

It's lonely to be strange
And you would never tell
That you're one of these itches
You know it much too well

Losers are your weakness
They will always touch your heart
You're touching me as well
'Cause I have always been a part

You wish that you were special
I'm just like you
You're just like me
We're just like them
They're just like us

Close your eyes, that'll be the day you'll find those lies
Fold your ears, that'll be the day that you will hear
Close your eyes, that'll be the day you'll find those lies
Fold your ears, that'll be the day that you will hear
That'll be the day you'll get back home