This one was already gonenBefore I had even started itnI tried to slow it downnNow I try to appreciate itnI can’t get back to yesterdaynWhen it was burning up in my bloodnnThis radio song died in my armsnnI sat and tried to bring backn The first purchase I madenTen bucks was all that I hadnBut it got me a tastenI shot back home and cooked it up loudnAnd it hit me in wavesnnThis radio song died in my armsnnWhile nodding off I brokenUnder pressure of sounding stupidnSoul-crushing toes that tappednAs I sampled myself and looped itnDon’t you seem to lose controlnWhen it’s hard to find what you neednnThis radio song died in my arms n