Devendra Banhart — Losing My Taste For the Night Life

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Well I’m driving to town
But I’m on the same road that took me back home
Put me on the road
Now I’m heading to nothing ’cause its no more fun

Going down through the pines, what I’m doing I did before
And that’s all I see
Driving, driving sixteen miles
I’m looking for something I don’t want to do Because my coming to town it took me from you
Now I’m losing my taste for the night life
Losing my taste for the night life
Losing my taste for the night life

Now I feel like an island
A man in a whorehouse
And I’m back again
I go back to the highway, I go back to the farmhouse
And the hills of grain
And I wonder at all
Where I would be If I can’t go and find you there

Well I wondered so long
Where to find you and how
I go standing in where I am right now
Losing my taste for the night life
Losing my taste for the night life
Try it once if you need to Come back and then you can
Take it out on me It’s the same it could lead you

But all that is what two can do and still be free
You’ve been gone such a long time
Now I know it’s for real
And how sad or how good
And how I feel
Losing my taste for the night life
Losing my taste for the night life