Let Me In

Gabrielle Aplin

Home (EP)


He doesn't make your knees weak
He's beautiful and bleak
He has a porcelain face
That cracks when he speaks
I go to start a conversation but I,
Get no reply
Instead you stare like a statue as I,
Break down and cry
(Cry, cry, cry...)

Your face is like an eagle,
But your mind is like a crow
And boy, I know you have opinions,
But you don't let them show
You're a shelf of books without the pages
A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages
(Locked up, locked up, locked up...)

And if blood runs through your veins,
Don't you suppose it's such a waste?
To be composed in such a way
Just let me in
(Us in, us in, us in...)
Just let me in
(Us in, us in, us in...)

You write me letters
In a pen with no ink
And you have your own eyes
But you don't dare blink
You speak in words without a sentence,
You're the ghost that haunts me without a presence
Without a presence, without a presence

And if blood runs through your veins,
Don't you suppose it's such a waste?
To be composed in such a way
Just let me in
(Us in, us in, us in...)
Just let me in
(Us in, us in, us in...)
Just let me in

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