Bastille - Icarus Lyrics

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Icarus

Icarus Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Icarus By Bastille?
Look who's digging their own grave
That is what they all say You'll drink yourself to death Look who makes their own bed Lies right down within it And what will you have left? Out on the front doorstep Drinking from a paper cup You won't remember this Living beyond your years Acting out all their fears You feel it in your chest Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun It's just begun Standing on the cliff face Highest foe you'll ever grace It scares me half to death Look out to the future But it tells you nothing So take another breath Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave You put up your defenses when you leave You leave because you're certain Of who you want to be You're putting up your armor when you leave And you leave because you're certain Of who you want to be, oh Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave |
Who Wrote Icarus By Bastille?
Alessandro Rizzo, Geoff Smith, Elliot Ireland, Christopher Neill
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What's The Duration Of The Icarus By Bastille?The duration of Icarus is 3:45 minutes and seconds. |
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