Bastille "Haunt" Songtext

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Haunt

We'll make our agreementsAbout when to meetAnd I'll leave you in the doorwayThe cold evening achesAs it leaves in it's wakeAll the memories left by the dayAnd I'm questioning whyAs you look to the skyThat it's cloudless up above our headsAnd thoughts come to mindThat our short little livesHaven't left the path that they will treadThey will tread

I come back to haunt youMemories will taunt youAnd I will try to love youIt's not like I'm above you

The wisdom we learn as our mindsThey do burn'llEntice the naivety in youthAs adults will grow and maturity showsThe terrifying rarity of truthAs you turn to your mindAnd your thoughts they rewindTo old happenings and things that are doneYou can't find what's passedMake that happiness lastSeeing from those eyes what you becomeWell, you become

I come back to haunt youMemories will taunt youAnd I will try to love youIt's not like I'm above you

I will see you thereSee you thereSee you there

I'll come back to hauntMemories will taunt youAnd I will try to love youIt's not like I'm above you

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