Bad Blood

Bad Blood
We were young and drinking in the parK
there was nowhere else to go
and you said you always had my back
oh but how were we to know
That these are the days that bind you together, forever
and these little things define you forever, forever
All this bad blood here, won't you let it dry?
its been over for years, won't you let it lie?

If we’re only ever looking back we would drive ourselves insane
As the friendship goes resentment grows
We will walk our different ways
But that these are the days that bind us together, forever
and these little things define us forever, forever
all this bad blood here, won't you let it dry?
its been over for years, won't you let it lie?
I don’t want to hear about the bad blood anymore
I don’t wana hear you talk about it anymore
I don’t want to hear about the bad blood anymore
I don’t wana hear you talk about it anymore
all this bad blood here, won't you let it dry?
its been cold for years, won't you let it lie?
En la conmovedora melodía de 'Bad Blood' de Bastille, nos sumergimos en un relato de juventud y amistad marcada por la traición y el paso del tiempo. La canción nos transporta a un momento de nostalgia, recordando días pasados de juventud, risas y complicidad en un parque...