Bastille "The Currents" Songtext

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The Currents

Roll up another cigaretteUsing a minute that it takesTo think about the power of your wordsWe're living in the currents you createWe're sinking in the pool of your mistakesSo stop now, your podium awaits

Oh my God, my GodI can't quite believe my ears

I'm swimming to the surfaceI'm coming up for air'Cause you're making me feel nervousI need to clear my headI can't believe my earsI don't wanna believe my earsSwimming to the surfaceComing up for air

How can you think you're serious?Do you even know what year it is?I can't believe the scary points you makeStill living in the currents you createStill sinking in the pool of your mistakesOh, would you stop firing up the crazies?

Oh my God, my GodI can't quite believe my ears

I'm swimming to the surfaceI'm coming up for air'Cause you're making me feel nervousI need to clear my headI can't believe my earsI don't wanna believe my earsSwimming to the surfaceComing up for air

"When anybody preaches disunityto pit one of us against the other...you know that person seeks to rob usof our freedom and destroy our very lives"

Oh, I need a breathI need a breathFill my lungsLet me fill my lungsOh, I need a breathI need a breathFill my lungsLet me fill my lungsOh, I need a breathI need a breathFill my lungsLet me fill my lungsOh, I need a breathI need a breathFill my lungsLet me fill my lungs

I'm swimming to the surfaceI'm coming up for air'Cause you're making me feel nervousI need to clear my headI can't believe my earsI don't wanna believe my earsSwimming to the surfaceComing up for air

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