Bastille - The Currents
Roll up another cigarette Using the minute that it takes To think about the power of your words We're living in the currents you create We're sinking in the pool of your mistakes So stub it out, your podium awaitsOh my God, my God I can't quite believe my earsI'm swimming to the surface I'm coming up for air Cause you're making me feel nervous I need to
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