Bastille - The Draw Lyrics
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The Draw
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What Are The Lyrics For The Draw By Bastille?
In my left hand there is the familiar
In my right hand there's the great unknown I can see the madly different grass there But I'm drawn to wilder nights at home Don't listen to your friends See the despair behind their eyes Don't listen to your friends They only care once in a while I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me Are you drifting way beyond what's normal? 'Cause 'round your mind rings the words that they would say? When you go home everything looks different And you're scared of being left behind Just listen to your friends Trusted that fair look in their eyes Just listen to your friends They only care and hope you're alright I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me (Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh oh) I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it's pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw I can feel it's pulling me back It's pulling me back It's pulling me I can feel the draw The draw The draw The draw The draw |
Who Wrote The Draw By Bastille?
Mark Crew, Dan Smith
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What's The Duration Of The The Draw By Bastille?The duration of The Draw is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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