Date Night (Live from BBC Introducing at Glastonbury)
Date night
Date night
Patience
I've got no goddamn patience
But I tried to shake, shake, shake it up
But I shook myself to boredom
Best friends
I do not like your best friends
And all those shades of grey, ah
They turn my blood so cold, cold, cold, cold
When it comes around
We barely scream or shout
Or rarely am I there
And neither of us care
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
No, no, no, you don't
Not a-fucking-gain
With your rhyme and your reason
And your cause
Shepherd?
You want to be a shepherd?
Well, go ahead
Good for you, your life won't be so tepid
And when it comes around
We barely scream or shout
And rarely am I there
And neither of us care
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
Spiral staircase going down
Paint your body red and brown
All I need is a (?)
Right through the (?)
I'm so cold (so cold)
So fucking cold (so cold)
So fucking cold (so cold)
I'm so cold (so cold)
I'm so cold
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I (I, I, I, I, I)
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
Date night
Patience
I've got no goddamn patience
But I tried to shake, shake, shake it up
But I shook myself to boredom
Best friends
I do not like your best friends
And all those shades of grey, ah
They turn my blood so cold, cold, cold, cold
When it comes around
We barely scream or shout
Or rarely am I there
And neither of us care
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
No, no, no, you don't
Not a-fucking-gain
With your rhyme and your reason
And your cause
Shepherd?
You want to be a shepherd?
Well, go ahead
Good for you, your life won't be so tepid
And when it comes around
We barely scream or shout
And rarely am I there
And neither of us care
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
Spiral staircase going down
Paint your body red and brown
All I need is a (?)
Right through the (?)
I'm so cold (so cold)
So fucking cold (so cold)
So fucking cold (so cold)
I'm so cold (so cold)
I'm so cold
'Cause I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I guess we
Were born to fail
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I (I, I, I, I, I)
I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I
Credits
Writer(s): Lee Kiernan, Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Mark Bowen
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