Bastille - Requiem For Blue Jeans (Empty Arena) | Текст песни

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Blue jeans, White shirt
Walked into the room you know I made your eyes burn
I was like James Dean, for sure
I'm so fresh to death & sick as ca-ca-cancer
I was sorta punk rock, You grew up on hip hop
I fit you better than your favorite sweater, you know ,
That Love is mean, love hurts
You still remember that day we met in December, oh baby!

I will love you till the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears?
Love you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember, say you'll remember , oh baby OHH
I will love you till the end of time

Big dreams, gangster
Said I had to leave to start my life over
You were like: "no please, stay here,"
We don't need no money we can make it all work
But I headed out on Sunday, said I come home Monday
You stayed up waitin', anticipatin' and pacin' but I was
Chasing paper
"Caught up in the game" that was the last you heard , Oh baby

I will love you till the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears?
Love you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember , say you'll remember oh baby OHH
I will love you till the end of time

I Will love you till the end of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that your mine

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