Lost Souls

You try and make some sense of good days Now that they're all good Every little thing that they say She lies to console For she cries for a lost soul You, you know we're gone Waiting we're all so lost, lost Said I couldn't get out of bed Is that the law Every little thing that I've said You just can't ignore She lies to console For she cries for a lost soul You, you know we're gone Cos waiting we're all so lost You, you know its cost Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls Lost souls