the currents

Bastille

Roll up another cigarette
Using a minute that it takes
To think about the power of your words

We're living in the currents you create
We're swimming in the pool of your mistakes
So stomp it out your podium awaits

Oh my God, my God
I can't quite believe my ears
I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air
Cause you're making me feel nervous

I need to clear my head
I can't believe my eyes
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air

How can you think serious?
Do even know what year it this?
I can't believe the scary points you make
Still living in the currents you create
Still sinking in the pool of your mistakes
Oh, would stop firing out crazies?

Oh my God, my God
I can't quite believe my ears
I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air
Cause you're making me feel nervous

I need to clear my head
I can't believe my eyes
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air

Oh, I need breath, I need breath
Feel my lungs, let me fill my lungs
Oh, I need breath, I need breath
Feel my lungs, let me fill my lungs

Oh, I need breath, I need breath
Feel my lungs, let me fill my lungs
Oh, I need breath, I need breath
Feel my lungs, let me fill my lungs

I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air
Cause you're making me feel nervous
I need to clear my head

I can't believe my eyes
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimmin' to the surface
Coming up for air