Песня «Icarus» исполнителя Bastille. Скачать или слушать онлайн

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«Look who’s digging their own grave» That is what they all say; you’ll drink yourself to death Look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it And what will you have left? Out on the front doorstep, drinking from a paper cup You won’t remember this Living beyond your years, acting out all their fears You feel it in your chest Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus’ life, it has only just begun It’s just begun… Standing on the cliff face, highest fall you’ll ever grace It scares me half to death Look out to the future, but it tells you nothing So take another breath Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying Too close to the sun And Icarus’ life It has only just begun This is how it feels To take a fall Icarus is flying Towards an early grave You put up your defences when you leave You leave because you’re certain Of who you want to be You’re putting up your armour when you leave And you leave because you’re certain Of who you want to be, oh Icarus is flying Too close to the sun And Icarus’ life It has only just begun This is how it feels To take a fall Icarus is flying Towards an early grave Oh, oh Oh, oh, oh-oh oh-oh, oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh oh…

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