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Good Grief - Bastille - All Lyrics

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Answer
“So,
what
would
you
little
maniacs
like
to
do
first?”
Watching
through
my
fingers
Watching
through
my
fingers
Shut
my
eyes
and
count
to
ten
It
goes
in
one
ear
out
the
other,
oh
One
ear
out
the
other,
oh
Burning
bright
right
'til
the
end
Now
you’ll
be
missing
from
the
photographs
Missing
from
the
photographs
Watching
through
my
fingers
Watching
through
my
fingers
In
my
thoughts
you’re
far
away
And
you
are
whistling
a
melody
Whistling
a
melody
Crystallizing
clear
as
day
Oh
I
can
picture
you
so
easily
Picture
you
so
easily
What’s
gonna
be
left
of
the
world
if
you’re
not
in
it?
What’s
gonna
be
left
of
the
world?
Oh
Every
minute
and
every
hour
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
Every
stumble
and
each
misfire
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
Watching
through
my
fingers
Watching
through
my
fingers
Caught
off
guard
by
your
favourite
song
Oh
I’ll
be
dancing
at
a
funeral
Dancing
at
a
funeral
Sleeping
in
the
clothes
you
love
It’s
such
a
shame
we
had
to
see
them
burn
Shame
we
had
to
see
them
burn
What’s
gonna
be
left
of
the
world
if
you’re
not
in
it?
What’s
gonna
be
left
of
the
world,
oh
Every
minute
and
every
hour
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
Every
stumble
and
each
misfire
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
"If
you
want
to
be
a
party
animal,
you
have
to
learn
to
live
in
the
jungle
Now
stop
worrying
and
go
get
dressed"
You
might
have
to
excuse
me
I’ve
lost
control
of
all
my
senses
And
you
might
have
to
excuse
me
I’ve
lost
control
of
all
my
words
So
get
drunk,
call
me
a
fool
Put
me
in
my
place,
put
me
in
my
place
Pick
me
up,
up
off
the
floor
Put
me
in
my
place,
put
me
in
my
place
Every
minute
and
every
hour
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
Every
stumble
and
each
misfire
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
Watching
through
my
fingers
Watching
through
my
fingers
'Cause
every
minute
and
every
hour
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you,
I
miss
you
more
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