These Streets

Bastille · All This Bad Blood [2014]

These streets are yours, you can keep them

I don't want them

They pull me back, and I surrender

To the memories I run from



Oh, we have paved these streets

With moments of defeat



But even if we won't admit it to ourselves

We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else

So I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore



These streets are yours, you can keep them

In my mind it's like you haunt them

And passing through, I think I see you

In the shapes of other women



Oh we have stained these walls

With our mistakes and flaws



But even if we won't admit it to ourselves

We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else

So I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore



All that's left behind

Is a shadow on my mind

A shadow on my mind

Is all that's left behind



But even if we won't admit it to ourselves

We'll walk upon these streets and think of little else

So I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore

I won't show my face here anymore