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These Streets

Bastille

All This Bad Blood


These streets are yours you can keep them
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
So I won't show my face here anymore
Oh, 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 stained 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
So I won't show my face here anymore
Oh I won't show my face here anymore

All that's left behind
Is a shadow on my mind
A shadow cast upon the wall
A silhouette and nothing more
That is all that's left behind

But even if we won't admit it to ourselves
We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else
So I won't show my face here anymore
Oh I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore
I won't show my face here anymore

Compositor: Dan Smith

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