My GodBombay Bicycle Club
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[Verso 1]
All the highs are downwards
All your fumble words are spent
Paying no attention
To the thoughts of your dear friend
[Coro]
No point louder
The sound of my power
Sink in deeper
Further each hour
My god
[Verso 2]
When our flower's fading
When our stem begins to fold
I will take off quietly
Like a bird that flees the cold
[Coro]
No point louder
The sound of my power
Sink in deeper
Further each hour
My god[x7]
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