01-30-2020, 02:01 AM
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Bastille
It's a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the streets are getting restless
Good times, bad decisions
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a quarter past midnight
And the sirens are mending some hearts
But we're the losers on our back seats
Singing "Love Will Tear Us Apart"
It's a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding tomorrow
It's a quarter past midnight
But we're just getting going
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we're trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh
Bastille
It's a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the streets are getting restless
Good times, bad decisions
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's a quarter past midnight
And the sirens are mending some hearts
But we're the losers on our back seats
Singing "Love Will Tear Us Apart"
It's a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding tomorrow
It's a quarter past midnight
But we're just getting going
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we're trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh
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