Balthazar - Losers lyrics

You're here with me for the moment But I know you're going back You have a brown leather suitcase You didn't bother to unpack I've been tying my shoes together Then I've been trying to walk away I was a junkie all summer But autumn's here any day now How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great The stars are directing the future What they're tuning into I can't say But I want the universe to love me I'm writing songs every day There's a girl singing into a hairbrush There's a mob boss in every man I wish I could sing "tralala" The way Paolo Conte can Right How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great Pa-pa-pam Pa-pa-pam Pa-pa-pam Pa-pa-pam Pa-pa-pam Pa-pa-pam On the verge of something great (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) On the verge of something great (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) We are losers on the verge of something great (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) On the verge of something great (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) (Pa-pa-pam) On the verge of something great