Bastille These streets текст песни, слова песни These streets Bastille
Bastille - These streets
I don't want them
They pull me back, and I surrender
To the memories I run from
Oh, we have paved these streets
With moments of defeat
But even if we won't admit it to ourselves
We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else
But I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore
These streets are yours, you can keep them
In my mind it's like you haunt them
And passing through, I think I see you
In the shapes of other women
Oh we have filled these walls
With our mistakes and flaws
But even if we won't admit it to ourselves
We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else
But I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore
All that's left behind
Is a shadow on my mind
All that's left behind
Is a shadow on my mind
But even if we won't admit it to ourselves
We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else
But I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore
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