Lyrics




I started out with nothing
Now I'm becoming something
Something that I feel
And something so surreal
And now the days are coming
Faster than I'm b-b-burning
Why won't they slow down
And give me time to come around?
Now I've nothing left to say
Maybe it's better off that way
Sweet nothing
Sweet nothing
I was searching for something
All I found was sweet nothing
Why's it always me?
I get nothing for free
And now the weeks are running
Faster than I'm c-c-coming
Why won't they slow down
And give me time to come around?
Now I've nothing left to say
Maybe it's better off that way
Sweet nothing
Sweet nothing
Sweet nothing
Sweet nothing



Writer(s): Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Thomas Edward Percy Hull, Calvin Harris Copyright: Florence + The Machine Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Ltd., Emi Music Publishing Ltd



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