Peter Hollens feat. Evynne Hollens - Taylor Swift 1989 in 4 Minutes | Текст песни

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• Peter Hollens feat. Evynne Hollens
• Taylor Swift 1989 in 4 Minutes

Cause, baby, now we got bad blood
You know it used to be mad love
So take a look what you’ve done
Cause, baby, now we got bad blood

Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off
Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break
And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off

It’s a new soundtrack I could dance to this beat, beat forevermore
The lights are so bright but they never blind me, me
Welcome to New York
It’s been waitin’ for you
Welcome to New York, welcome to New York

I wish you would come back,
Wish I never hung up the phone like I did.
And I wish you knew that I'll never forget you as long as I live.
And I wish you were right here, right now, it's all good.
I wish you would

And that's how it works
It's how you get the girl

Rain came pouring down when I was drowning
That's when I could finally breathe
And that morning, gone was any trace of you,
I think I am finally clean

This love is good
This love is bad
This love is a life back from the dead
These hands had to let it go free
And this love came back to me

Say you'll remember me
Standing in a nice dress, staring at the sun set babe
Red lips and rosy cheeks
Say you'll see me again
Even if it's just in your wildest dreams
Wildest dreams

Stay
Hey, all you had to do was stay
Had me in the palm of your hand
Then, why you had to go and lock me out when I let you in
Stay,
Hey, now you say you want it back
But now it's just too late
Well could've been easy all you had to do was stay

Cause we're young and we're reckless
We'll take this way too far
It'll leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I got a blank space baby
And I'll write your name

Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet, good.
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet, good.

You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye
And I got that red lip classic thing that you like
And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.
Cause we never go out of style
We never go out of style

This love is good
This love is bad
This love is a life back from the dead
These hands had to let it go free
And this love came back to me
Got a long list of ex-lovers
They'll tell you I'm insane
But I got a blank space baby
And I'll write your name