Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Good Grief, artist - Bastille. Date of issue: 08.09.2016
Song language: English
Good Grief |
| 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 |