Losing Kind Lyrics

Losing Kind lyrics

I’m just steppin’ stone

I’m just another old dirt road

Im an old dirt road

Yes, you walk on

Lord, it happens every time

I feel like im losing my mind



Just like a dirty game of eight ball

Setup the frame 

Takin’ the fall

I’ve been taking the fall yes for so long

Lord, it happens every time

I feel like I’m losing my mind



So close

Almost

And it might turn to wind

And I take

Won’t break

Would that be such a sin?

Would that be such a sin?



Take it home



So close

Almost

And it might turn to wind

And I take

Won’t break

Would that be such a sin?

Would that be such a sin?



If I could make the bitter end

Be like a kingsnake shedding his skin

I would shed my skin

Yes, and move on

Oh but, it happens every time

Feel like I’m losing my mind

Oh but, it happens every time

Feel like I’m losing my mind

Oh but, it happens every time

Feel like I’m losing my mind