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• Get Home

  Bastille

  

  How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I We are the last people standing At the end of the night We are the greatest pretenders In the cold morning light This is just another night And we’ve had many of them To the morning we’re cast out But I know I’ll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I There’s a light in the bedroom But it’s dark Scattered around on the floor All my thoughts This is just another night And we’ve had many of them To the morning we’re cast out But I know I’ll land here again How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I Oh, how am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I The birds are mocking me They call to be heard The birds are mocking me They curse my return How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I Oh, how am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I Oh, how am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I How am I gonna get myself back home? I, I, I I’m lost…

  
• Flaws

  Bastille

  

  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

  
• WHAT YOU GONNA DO???

  Bastille

  

  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

  
• No Bad Days

  Bastille

  

  When you got the call That no one wants to have Sick of hospitals To paper over cracks You weren’t scared at all But never turned away Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all Stop Stop signs run ‘em Bills don’t pay ‘em Who would care at all? Burn your money Ain’t worth nothing on your curtain call There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days So your future’s lost But they can’t take your past And you said no tears ‘round here anymore But I ain’t crying That’s you crying Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all ‘Cause There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days Stop There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days No, no bad days No bad days Gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days

  
• No More Bad Days

  Bastille

  

  When you got the call That no one wants to have Sick of hospitals To paper over cracks You weren’t scared at all But never turned away Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all Stop Stop signs run ‘em Bills don’t pay ‘em Who would care at all? Burn your money Ain’t worth nothing on your curtain call There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days So your future’s lost But they can’t take your past And you said no tears ‘round here anymore But I ain’t crying That’s you crying Well fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em, fuck ‘em all ‘Cause There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days Stop There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days When you’re gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days No, no bad days No bad days Gone, gone There’ll be no bad days You’ll have no more bad days