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• Bad Blood

  Bastille

  

  I don’t wanna talk about it I don’t wanna talk about it I don’t wanna talk about it I don’t wanna talk about it [Refrain 1] Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh [Verse 1] We were young and drinking in the park There was nowhere else to go And you said you always had my back Oh, but how were we to know? [Pre-Chorus 1] That these are the days that bind you Together, forever And these little things define you Forever, forever [Chorus] All this bad blood here Won’t you let it dry? It’s been cold for years Won’t you let it lie? [Refrain 2] Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh [Verse 2] If we’re only ever looking back We will drive ourselves insane As the friendship goes, resentment grows We will walk our different ways [Pre-Chorus 2] But those are the days that bind us Together, forever And those little things define us Forever, forever [Chorus] All this bad blood here Won’t you let it dry? It’s been cold for years Won’t you let it lie? [Bridge] I don’t wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don’t wanna hear you talk about it anymore I don’t wanna hear about the bad blood anymore I don’t wanna hear you talk about it anymore [Chorus] All this bad blood here Won’t you let it dry? It’s been cold for years Won’t you let it lie? [Refrain 1] Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

  
• The Draw

  Bastille

  

  (Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo) In my left hand There is the familiar (Hoo) In my right hand There’s the great unknown (Hoo) I can see the Madly different grass there (Hoo) But I’m drawn to Wilder nights at home (Hoo) Don’t listen to your friends See the despair behind their eyes Don’t listen to your friends They only care once in a while I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me Are you drifting Way beyond what’s normal? (Hoo) 'Cause 'round your mind rings The words that they would say (Say, say) When you go home Everything looks different (Hoo) And you’re scared of Being left behind (Hoo) Just listen to your friends Trust that they’re fair, look in their eyes Just listen to your friends They only care and hope you’re alright I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me Back, back, back, back, back… Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo Oo-oo-oooh, oo-oo-oooh Hoo hoo, hoo-oo-oo I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, I can feel it pulling me back It’s pulling me back, it’s pulling me I can feel the draw, the draw The draw, the dra-a-aw Oh, oh oh Oh, oh oh

  
• 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

  
• 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