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Artiste:
Bastille
Titre:
Things We Lost In The Fire
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Things we lost to the flame Things we'll never see again All that we've amassed Sits before us, shattered into ash These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire We sat and made a list Of all the things that we have Down the backs of table tops Ticket stubs and your diaries I read them all one day When loneliness came and you were away Oh they told me nothing new, But I love to read the words you used These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire I was the match and you were the rock Maybe we started this fire We sat apart and watched All we had burned on the pyre (You said) we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now (You said) we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire Do you understand that we will never be the same again? Do you understand that we will never be the same again? The future's in our hands and we will never be the same again The future's in our hands and we will never be the same again These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire fire fire These are the things, the things we lost These are the things we lost in the fire fire fire Flames – they licked the walls Tenderly they turned to dust all that I adore