Biografia:
Bastille (estilizado como B?STILLE) é uma banda de indie pop inglesa de Londres, formada em 2010. Eles começaram como um projeto solo do cantor-compositor Dan Smith, que mais tarde decidiu formar uma banda. O quarteto foi completado por Chris 'Woody' Wood, William Farquarson e Kyle Simmons. O nome da banda vem do dia da Queda da Bastilha, mesmo dia do aniversário de Smith.
Em dezembro de 2010, EMI Music anunciou que haviam oferecido Bastille um contrato com a Virgin Records.
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Outras músicas:
- An Act Of Kindness
- Bad Blood
- Blame
- Daniel In The Den
- Durban Skies
- Flaws
- Get Home
- Glory
- Good Grief
- Haunt
- Icarus
- Laughter Lines
- Laura Palmer
- Lethargy
- No Angels
- Oblivion
- Of The Night
- Overjoyed
- Poet
- Pompeii
- Send Them Off
- Snakes
- The Anchor
- The Currents
- The Draw
- The Silence
- These Streets
- Things We Lost In The Fire
- Two Evils
- Warmth
- Way Beyond
- Weight Of Living 1
- Weight Of Living 2
- World Gone Mad
- 4AM
- Sleepsong
- The Weight Of Living, Pt. I
- The Weight Of Living, Pt. II
- What Would You Do
- Alchemy
- All This Bad Blood
- Bad News
- Basket Case
- Bite Down
- Campus
- Christmas Mashup
- Comfort Of Strangers
- Fake It
- Falling
- Final Hour
- Flowers
- Four Walls The Ballad Of Perry Smith
- Grip
- Hangin
- Killer
- No Scrubs
- Oil On Water
- Overload
- Power
- Quarter Past Midnight
- Remains
- Remains Vs Ragnbone Man Vs Skunk Anansie
- Requiem For Blue Jeans
- Shame
- Skulls
- The Descent
- The Driver
- Thinkin Ahead
- Torn Apart
- Tuning Out
- We Cant Stop
- Weight Of Living Part 1
- Weight Of Living Part 2
- Wild World
- Winter Of Our Youth
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(D) (A) (F#m) (E)
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down In the city we love
Great clouds roll over the hills Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feels like
You've been here before
(D) (A) (E)
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
(D) (A) (F#m) (E)
We were caught up and lost in all of our vices
In your pose as the dust settles around us
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
(D) (A) (F#m) (E)
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feels like
You've been here before
(D) (A) (F#m) (E)
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
If you close your eyes
Middle is the same as verse
(D) (A) (F#m) (E)
Oh where do we begin The rubble or our sins
Oh where do we begin The rubble or our sins
Oh where do we begin The rubble or our sins
Oh where do we begin The rubble or our sins
And the walls kept tumbling down
In the city we love
Great clouds roll over the hills
Bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feels like
Nothing changed at all
And if you close your eyes
Does it almost feels like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
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