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• 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

  
• Of The Night

  Bastille

  

  Rhythm is a dancer It’s a soul’s companion People feel it everywhere Lift your hands and voices Free your mind and join us You can feel it in the air Oh oh, it’s a passion Oh oh, you can feel it yeah Oh oh, it’s a passion Oh oh, oh, oh, oh (This is the rhythm) You can put some joy upon my face Oh sunshine in an empty place Take me too, turn to and babe I’ll make you stay (Oh yeah) Oh I can ease you of your pain Feel you give me love again Round and round we go Each time I hear you say This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life Wont you teach me how to love and learn There’ll be nothing left for me to yearn Think of me and burn and let me hold your hand Oh yeah-ah-eh I don’t want to face the world in tears Please think again, I’m on my knees Sing that song to me No reason to repent This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah The rhythm of the night This is the rhythm of my life My life Oh yeah The rhythm of my life This is the rhythm of the night The night Oh yeah

  
• Grip

  Bastille

  

  As the night time bleeds into the day And tomorrow spills across the sky While the sun’s a harsh reminder why We are feeling barely human We don’t know what’s good for us Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it I should just walk away, walk away But it grips me, it grips me But I should call it a day And make my way Oh, it grips me Cause the devil’s got my arms And it pulls me back into the dark But I should just walk away Walk away, oh it grips me Cause the devil’s got my arms We got drunk on this unholy wine To deliver us from our old minds A promise of a better time 'Til we’re feeling barely human We don’t know what’s good for us Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it I should just walk away, walk away But it grips me, it grips me But I should call it a day And make my way Oh, it grips me Cause the devil’s got my arms And it pulls me back into the dark But I should just walk away, away Oh, it grips me I would rather forget And wash my memory clean Oh, I would rather forget And wash my memory clean I would rather forget (I would rather forget) And wash my memory clean (Wash my memory clean) I would rather forget (I would rather forget) And wash my memory clean (Wash my memory clean) I should just walk away, walk away But it grips me, it grips me But I should call it a day And make my way Oh, it grips me Cause the devil’s got my arms And it pulls me back into the dark But I should just walk away, away It grips me (It grips me, it grips me) Oh oh (It grips me, it grips me) Cause the devil’s got my arms And it pulls me back into the dark But I should just walk away, away It grips me

  
• Hangin'

  Bastille

  

  Hindsight’s a wonderful thing, we were all experts in the end I don’t know where to begin, but lets start with the truth 'Cause it gets you in the end Don’t tell me you’ve never done a thing that in honesty you regret That guilty voice that still rings Blows around in the breeze, through the branches in your hair Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing, but Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you Hindsight’s a wonderful thing, we were all experts in the end I don’t know where to begin, but lets start with the truth 'Cause it gets you in the end Don’t tell me you’ve never done a thing that in honesty you regret Those bits you’d rather forget Cut them down, cut them down and lay them all to rest Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing, but Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you Just leave me hanging in breeze if it makes you feel better Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing I could just turn the other cheek if it makes you feel better Still through the leaves the wind keeps blowing, but Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you Oh… it’s coming for you (Don't leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you) Don’t leave me hanging, I’m coming for you, I’m coming for you

  
• Overjoyed

  Bastille

  

  Oh, I feel overjoyed When you listen to my words I see them sinking in Oh, I see them crawling underneath your skin [Pre-Chorus] Words are all we have We’ll be talking, we’ll be talking These words are all we have We’ll be talking [Chorus 1] And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night [Verse 2] You lean towards despair Any given opportunity you’re there But what is there to gain When you’re always falling off the fence that way? [Pre-Chorus] Words are all we have We’ll be talking, we’ll be talking These words are all we have We’ll be talking [Chorus 2] And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night [Bridge] Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, ah Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, ah… [Chorus 2] And I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night Oh, I hear you calling in the dead of night [Outro] Oh, I feel overjoyed When you listen to my words…