Песня «Flaws»
исполнителя Bastille.
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When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we’ve inherited, ones that we learn
They pass from man to man
There’s a hole in my soul
I can’t fill it, I can’t fill it
There’s a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?
You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up
Let’s finish what we’ve started
Dig them up
So nothing’s left unturned

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  • [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?
  • Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul I was left to my own devi-i-i-i-ces Many days fell away with nothing to show And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Gray clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? We were caught up and lost in all of our vices In your pose as the dust settled around us And the walls kept tumbling down In the city that we love Gray clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? Oh oh where do we begin? The rubble or our sins? And the walls kept tumbling down (oh where do we begin?) In the city that we love (the rubble or our sins?) Gray clouds roll over the hills (oh where do we begin?) Bringing darkness from above (the rubble or our sins?) But if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like Nothing changed at all? And if you close your eyes Does it almost feel like You've been here before? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? How am I gonna be an optimist about this? If you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing changed at all? Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul Eheu aul aul
  • I wanna turn those blue lights into strobe lights Not blue flashing lights, maybe fairy lights Those blue lights into strobe lights Maybe even fairy lights, not blue flashing lights Don’t you run when you hear the sirens coming When you hear the sirens coming You better not run 'cause the sirens not coming for you What have you done? You went to school that day Was a bit late but it was a Monday Kept after class for answering back You apologized, ain’t no harm in that? (I wanna turn those blue lights) What have you done? (Into strobe lights) There’s no need to run (Not blue flashing lights) If you’ve done nothing wrong (Maybe fairy lights) Blue lights should just pass you by Gun crime into your right ear Drugs and violence into your left Default white headphones flooding the auditory Subconscious waves you accept You’re sitting on the 4 back home «Where you at, G? Answer your phone!» Paused the poison to answer his message Your boy sounds rushed, fears for his adolescence (I wanna turn those blue lights) What have you done? (Into strobe lights) There’s no need to run (Not blue flashing lights) If you’ve done nothing wrong (Maybe fairy lights) Blue lights should just pass you by Tall black shadow as you’re getting off the bus Shadow shows no emotion so what’s even the fuss? But the face on your boy casts a darker picture Of the red handed act, he’s gonna whisper; «Look blud, I’m sorry, 'cause I know you got my back He was running, I couldn’t think, I had to get out of that» Not long ago you were miming to the «Shook Ones» Now this really is part two 'cause you’re the shook one Hands you the tool as you question your friendship How’s man like you gonna make me a convict? Level of a felon when I’ve done nothing wrong Blood on my hands but I don’t know where it’s from, oh You got blood on your hands but you don’t know where it’s from You better run when you hear the sirens coming When you hear the sirens coming Better run when you hear the sirens coming 'Cause they will be coming for you Run when you hear the sirens coming Better run when you hear the sirens coming When you hear the sirens coming The blue lights are coming for you (I wanna turn those blue lights) What have you done? (Into strobe lights) There’s no need to run (Not blue flashing lights) If you’ve done nothing wrong (Maybe fairy lights) Blue lights should just pass you by «Blud, when you hear the sirens coming» Don’t you run when you hear the sirens coming «Blud, when you hear the sirens coming» Don’t you run when you hear the sirens coming What have you d-d-d-done done Don’t you run Don’t you run Don’t you run when you hear the sirens coming
  • You took me to your favourite place on Earth To see the tree they cut down ten years from your birth Our fingers traced in circles round its history We brushed our hands right back in time through centuries. As you held me down, you said: «I'll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines» Changes on our hands and on our faces, oh, oh Memories are mapped out by the lines we’ll trace As you held me down you said: «I'll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines» Ashen faces in cold breeze ashen faces in cold breeze Armed with stories you will leave Oh armed with stories you will leave I’ll see you in the future when we’re older And we are full of stories to be told Cross my heart and hope to die I’ll see you with your laughter lines I’ll see you in the future when we’re old I’ll see you in the future when we’re old
  • Deep in a corner of the night We were lying in the middle of the road Counting the planes as they flew by Inconceivable imagining them go And drunk we set the world to rights As we fell and hit our heads upon the curb You make me laugh until I die Can you think of any better way to choke? Stories told to me and stories told to you And did you ever feel like they were ringing true? And all their words for glory Well they always sounded empty When we’re looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we’re lying in the dirt There’s no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven Not everything had gone to plan But we made the best of what we had, you know Passing the drink from hand to hand We admit we really know nothing at all Stories told to me and stories told to you And was it feeling real, and were they ringing true? And all their words for glory Well they always sounded empty When we’re looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we’re lying in the dirt There’s no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven I’ll take my chances on the curb here with you We watched the planes leave us behind On the curb here with you We watched the planes leave us behind And then you put your hand in mine And pulled me back from things divine Stop looking up for heaven, waiting to be buried And all their words for glory Well they always sounded empty When we’re looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven And way down here upon the ground When we’re lying in the dirt There’s no looking up for heaven Looking up for heaven