Flaws
Bastille"Flaws" ist ein Song von Bastille, 2012, Pop. Der Song dauert 3:32, 44 lines / 300 words.
Songtext
0:09When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
0:12Are laid out one by one
0:16A wonderful part of the mess that we made
0:19We pick ourselves undone
0:23All of your flaws and all of my flaws
0:26They lie there hand in hand
0:30Ones we've inherited ones that we learned
0:33They pass from man to man
0:35There's a hole in my soul
0:38I can't fill it I can't fill it
0:42There's a hole in my soul
0:45Can you fill it Can you fill it
0:49You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
0:56And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
1:02Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
1:09Dig them up so nothing's left unturned
1:16All of your flaws and all of my flaws
1:19When they have been exhumed
1:23We'll see that we need them to be who we are
1:26Without them we'd be doomed
1:29There's a hole in my soul
1:32I can't fill it I can't fill it
1:35There's a hole in my soul
1:39Can you fill it Can you fill it
1:44You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
1:51And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
1:57Dig them up; let's finish what we've started
2:03Dig them up so nothing's left unturned
2:11Oooooh
2:19Oooooh
2:26When all of your flaws
2:28And all of my flaws are counted
2:34When all of your flaws
2:35And all of my flaws are counted
2:43You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
2:49And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
2:55Dig them up Let's finish what we've started
3:02Dig them up So nothing's left unturned
3:10Oooooh
3:16Oooooh
3:23All of your flaws and all of my flaws
3:26Are laid out one by one
3:30Look at the wonderful mess that we made
3:32We pick ourselves undone
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 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
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