Rolling In The Deep - Recorded At Spotify Studios NYC
There's a fire burning in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch that's bringing me out the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and tell me out and I'll lay your shit bare
See me leaving with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire burning in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch that's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
They keep me thinking
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you looking for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
They keep me thinking
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it to the beat
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Reaching a fever pitch that's bringing me out the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and tell me out and I'll lay your shit bare
See me leaving with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire burning in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch that's bringing me out the dark
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
They keep me thinking
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you looking for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You'll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love
They leave me breathless
They keep me thinking
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it to the beat
We could've had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Credits
Writer(s): Adele Laurie Blue Adkins, Paul Richard Epworth
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