โหลดเพลง mp3 The Draw - Bastille

The Draw - Bastille
In my left hand there is a familiar

In my right hand there's a great unknown

I can see the madly different brasses

but i'm drawn to wilder nights at home

don't listen to your friends,

see the despair, behind their eyes

Don't listen to your friends,
they only care and want to know why

I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me

Are you twisting way beyond what's known

In your mind is the words that they might say

when you go home everything has different

don't listen to your friends,

see the despair, behind their eyes

Don't listen to your friends,

they only care and want to know why
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back

it's pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
(woah oh oh oh…
woah oh oh oh oh…)

I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back

it's pulling me
I can feel the draw

I can feel it's pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
I can feel the draw
I can feel it's pulling me back
it's pulling me back
it's pulling me
I can feel the draw

the draw

the draw

the draw…