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Flaws Bastille

Gênero: Synthpop, Folk Pop
Duração: 3:37
Álbum: Bad Blood
Compositores: Daniel Smith
Lançamento: 2012
Gravadora: Virgin
Comprar: Indisponível

 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 learned
 They pass from man to man
 
 There's a hole in my soul
 I can't fill it, I can't fill it
 And 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
 
 All of your flaws and all of my flaws
 When they have been exhumed
 We'll see that we need them to be who we are
 Without them we'd be doomed
 
 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
 
 Oooooh
 Oooooh
 
 When all of your flaws
 And all of my flaws are counted
 When all of your flaws
 And all of my flaws are counted
 
 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
 
 Oooooh
 Oooooh
 
 All of your flaws and all of my flaws
 Are laid out one by one
 Look at the wonderful mess that we made
 We pick ourselves undone