I do not own this song. All credit goes to Bastille and Virgin Records.

Lyrics:

Roll up another cigarette
Using the minute that it takes
To think about the power of your words
We're living in the currents you create
We're sinking in the pool of your mistakes
So stub it out, your podium awaits

Oh my God, my God
I can't quite believe my eyes

I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air
'Cause you're making me feel nervous
I need to clear my head
I can't believe my ears
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air

How can you think you're serious?
Do you even know what year it is?
I can't believe the scary points you make
Still living in the currents you create
Still sinking in the pool of your mistakes
Won't you stop firing up the crazies?

Oh my God, my God
I can't quite believe my eyes

I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air
'Cause you're making me feel nervous
I need to clear my head
I can't believe my ears
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air

"When anybody preaches disunity, tries to pit one of us against the other
You know that person seeks to rob us of our freedom and destroy our very lives"

Oh, I need a breath
I need a breath
Fill my lungs
Let me fill my lungs?
Oh, I need a breath
I need a breath
Fill my lungs
Let me fill my lungs
Oh, I need a breath
I need a breath
Fill my lungs
Let me fill my lungs
Oh, I need a breath
I need a breath
Fill my lungs
Let me fill my lungs

I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air
'Cause you're making me feel nervous
I need to clear my head
I can't believe my ears
I don't wanna believe my ears
I'm swimming to the surface
I'm coming up for air

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