Текст песни Bad Blood - Simian Mobile Disco , Alexis Taylor
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                him 
                                                and 
                                                all 
                                                he′s 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                numb
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                like 
                                                to 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Myself 
                                                in 
                                                you 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                wonder 
                                                how 
                                                we've 
                                                softened 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                rub 
                                                it 
                                                were 
                                                is 
                                                buttercup
 
                                    
                                
                                                Something 
                                                got 
                                                my 
                                                throat 
                                                and 
                                                your 
                                                head 
                                                it 
                                                seems
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                not 
                                                in 
                                                you 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                not 
                                                in 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there′s 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                between)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (what 
                                                is 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                is 
                                                seen)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                in 
                                                me)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                we 
                                                started 
                                                up 
                                                with 
                                                not 
                                                enough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                    I 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                when 
                                                we′ll 
                                                not 
                                                be 
                                                rough
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                we 
                                                started 
                                                rough 
                                                and 
                                                you 
                                                turn 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                thing 
                                                that 
                                                looks 
                                                upon 
                                                your 
                                                face
 
                                    
                                
                                                Say 
                                                I'm 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                seem 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                we 
                                                left 
                                                with 
                                                something 
                                                torn 
                                                between
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                moment′s 
                                                love 
                                                can 
                                                be 
                                                forgot
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    a 
                                                moment's 
                                                pain 
                                                stains 
                                                our 
                                                cuff
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                between)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (what 
                                                is 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                is 
                                                seen)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there′s 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                in 
                                                me)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                between)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (what 
                                                is 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                is 
                                                seen)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                in 
                                                me)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                between)
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (what 
                                                is 
                                                there 
                                                and 
                                                what 
                                                is 
                                                seen)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                my 
                                                blood 
                                                (there's 
                                                nothing 
                                                there 
                                                to 
                                                hold 
                                                in 
                                                me)
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Cream Dream
2 Audacity of Huge
3 Audacity Of Huge
4 10000 Horses Can't Be Wrong
5 Cruel Intentions
6 Cruel Intentions
7 Off The Map
8 Off the Map
9 Synthesise
10 Bad Blood
11 Bad Blood
12 Turn Up the Dial
13 Turn Up The Dial
14 Ambulance
15 Pinball
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