London Grammar - What a Day

What a day
All the pain, what a life
What a waste, what a lie

You still shot me, makes me wonder
Streetlights when I was younger
I heard you keep on running
I heard you keep on coming but
Here comes the rain and thunder
Here comes, it pulls you under
What a day
All the pain, what a life
What a waste, what a lie

You still shot me, makes me wonder
Streetlights when I was younger
I heard you keep on running
I heard you keep on coming but
Here comes the rain and thunder
Here comes, it pulls you under

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