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• Power

  Bastille

  

  Aim, throw your best shot right at me 'Cause pain, I can take it easily Did you really think I’d fall to my knees Just to pray for some sweet simplicity? 'Cause whoa, you’re squeezing my heart Too hard in your bare hands, they hold too tight And whoa the air is on fire This room feels electric, caught here in your sights Power, power I will never understand the power you were holding over me Power, power Oh you had it too long, yes you had it too long Pain, just synapses firing in our brains So when you cut me, cut me deep Hurt the ones you love the most easily 'Cause in time we show our Achilles' heels 'Cause whoa, you’re squeezing my heart Too hard in your cold bare hands, they hold too tight And whoa the air is on fire This room feels electric, caught here in your sights Power, power I will never understand the power you were holding over me Power, power Oh you had it too long, yes you had it too long If you’re gonna hit me, hit me harder (Hit me, hit me harder) 'Cause you better knock me out the first time And if you’re gonna do this rip the plaster (Do this rip the plaster) If you’re gonna hit me, hit me harder than this Power, power Blows my mind to think I ever let you hold it over me Power, power I will never understand the way I let you hold it over me Power, power Well you had it too long, yes you had it too long Power, oh, oh, power, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Power, power I let you had it too long, yes you had it too long

  
• Things We Lost In The Fire

  Bastille

  

  Things we lost to the flames Things we’ll never see again All that we’ve amassed Sits before us, shattered into ash [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Verse 1] We sat and made a list Of all the things that we had Down the backs of table tops Ticket stubs and your diaries I read them all one day When loneliness came and you were away Oh, they told me nothing new But I love to read the words you use [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Verse 2] I was the match and you were the rock Maybe we started this fire? We sat apart and watched All we had burned on the pyre You said, (Oh oh oh) «We were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now» You said, «We were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now» [Chorus 1] These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Bridge] Do you understand that we will Never be the same again? Do you understand that we will Never be the same again? The future’s in our hands and we will Never be the same again The future’s in our hands and we will Never be the same again [Chorus 2] These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire These are the things (These are the things), the things we lost (The things we lost) These are the things we lost in the fire, fire, fire [Outro] Flames, they licked the walls Tenderly, they turned to dust all that I adored…

  
• World Gone Mad

  Bastille

  

  So this is where we are It's not where we had wanted to be If half the world's gone mad The other half just don't care, you see You don't want to fuck with us British to the very last When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it So tell me what's the news And what is it you want me to see We're lying to ourselves And dancing by the light of the screen You don't want to fuck with us British to the very last When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it Another man holding a microphone Trying to say something at all Or finding himself on an empty road Trying to choose which way to go So, you wanna make some money? You wanna make some money So, you wanna be somebody? You wanna make some money When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it When it feels like the world's gone mad And there's nothing you can do about it No there's nothing you can do about it

  
• Another Place

  Bastille

  

  I am bound to you with a tie that we cannot break With a night that we can't replace I'm lost but found with you in a bed that we'll never make It's a feeling we always chase I could write a book about the things that you said to me on the pillow And the way you think and how you make me feel You can fill my mind and move my body with the fiction, fantasies Just call this what it is, we don't pretend it's real So don't make promises to me that you're gonna break We only ever wanted one thing from this Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away We only ever wanted one thing from this Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? Mmm, in another time And in another place I hate that you know You can make me feel so small Can't stop myself from falling back into you We get so close then you pull yourself away Maybe we just need a saving Come save me I could write a book about the things that you said to me on the pillow And the way you think and how you make me feel You can fill my mind and move my body with the fiction, fantasies Just call this what it is, we don't pretend it's real So don't make promises to me that you're gonna break We only ever wanted one thing from this Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away We only ever wanted one thing from this Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? It felt like something special but it never felt like love Wonder what we could be living in another life Catch us in the mirror and it looks a lot like love Then you stop me talking as you kiss me from above So don't make promises to me that you're gonna break We only ever wanted one thing from this Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away We only ever wanted one thing from this Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? Oh, in another place In another time, what could we have been? Mmm, yeah In another time And in another place

  
• Laura Palmer

  Bastille

  

  [Intro] Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh [Verse 1] Walking out into the dark, cutting out a different path Lead by a beating heart All the people of the town cast their eyes right to the ground In matters of the heart [Pre-Chorus] The night was all you had You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path up on the ground You ran into the night; you can't be found [Chorus 1] But this is your heart Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Can you feel it? Can you feel it? [Verse 2] Summer evening breezes blew, drawing voices deep from you Lead by your beating heart What a year and what a night, what terrifying final sights Put out your beating heart [Pre-Chorus] The night was all you had You ran into the night from all you had Found yourself a path up on the ground You ran into the night; you can't be found [Chorus 1] But, this is your heart Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Can you feel it? Can you feel it? [Bridge] If you had your gun Would you shoot it at the sky? Why--to see where it would fall Or will you come down at all? If you had your gun Would you shoot it at the sky? Why--to see where your bullet would fall Or will you come down at all? [Chorus 1] This is your heart Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Can you feel it? Can you feel it? [Chorus 2] This is your racing heart Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Pumps through your veins Can you feel it? Can you feel it?