100 Years – Florence And The Machine
Nghệ sĩ: Florence And The Machine
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Hợp âm bài hát (11):
Intro:
I believe in you and in our hearts we know the truth
I believe in love and the darker it gets, the more I do
Try and fill us with your hate and we will shine a light
And the days will become endless and never, and never turn to night
And never, and never turn to night
Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
We have no need to fight
We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight
Get higher than those planes can fly
Where the stars do not take sides
Then it's just too much, I cannot get you close enough
A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
And then it's just too much, the streets, they still run with blood
A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
I let him sleep, and as he does
My held breath fills the room with love
He hurts in ways I can't describe
My heart bends and breaks so many, many times
And is born again with each sunrise
And is born again with each sunrise
Funerals were held all over the city
For you to bleed into the square
The women raised as old men fumbled and cried
Sorry, we thought you didn't care
And how does it feel now you can scratch that itch
How does it feel?
Pulled out all your stitches
Hubris is a bitch
A hundred arms, a hundred years
A hundred arms, a hundred years
And then it's just too much, the streets, they still run with blood
A hundred arms, a hundred years, you can always find me here
And lord, don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
Give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly
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