Everything Else Has Gone Wrong

Bombay Bicycle Club

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    Aching for a word
    And the words are not coming
    I can paint it with a speech bubble
    Sing a motif
    Rub in on my teeth
    Glisten white
    Eyes shut
    And my tongue's tied wrong
    But I'm listening right

    Well come on and get something
    Onto my rung
    Where the chords and the notes are the only thing sung
    Come on and get something
    Onto my rung
    Keep the stereo on

    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong

    Aching for a word
    I can feel my mind running
    I can chase it 'til I'm seeing blood
    Dark red coat on the side of my throat
    When you heard each sound
    Did you swallow it down tasting every word

    Then come on and get something
    Onto my rung
    Where the chords and the notes are the only thing sung
    Come on and get something
    Onto my rung
    Keep the stereo on

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    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong

    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong
    Everything else has gone wrong

    I guess I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind
    I guess I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind

    I guess I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind
    I guess I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind

    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found some hope again

    And yes I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my peace again
    And yes I found my second wind

    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my second wind
    And yes I found my some hope again

    And yes I found my second wind
    (Everything else has gone wrong)
    And yes I found my second wind
    (Everything else has gone wrong)
    And yes I found my second wind
    (Everything else has gone wrong)
    And yes I found my some hope again

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    Composition: Jack Steadman

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