Reflections Laughing (feat. Travis Scott & The Weeknd)

Florence + The Machine

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    Don't you let me down
    If you let me drown
    I'll die in your arms again
    I'll die in your arms
    I won't make a sound
    Blood on the ground
    When they take my crown
    If they take my crown

    Oh
    Oh-oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh-oh

    Reflections lookin' back at me
    They're smilin', they're smilin'
    I'm trapped inside a gilded cage
    A golden blade I'm sharpenin'
    It pleases you, I see it through
    I feel your chill across my skin
    The seasons never change

    Don't you let me down
    If you let me drown
    I'll die in your arms again
    I'll die in your arms
    I won't make a sound
    Blood on the ground
    When they take my crown
    If they take my crown

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    Oh
    Oh-oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh
    Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

    I know you're up
    You think I don't know you're stayin' up all night
    Cooped up in that hotel room?
    I know you
    You still got that adrenaline from the concert
    Ain't no way you're asleep
    My girl told me she saw you in Dallas
    Said you didn't look good
    That you barely finished the show
    I just hope you're not back to the old you
    How much longer you in Texas for?
    I'm just worried
    You worked so hard to be better
    And now you're back, drownin' in that shit
    Don't let this industry break you, baby
    Don't let them take you from me

    Wait
    I been up tourin' state
    45 off a safe
    At the top is my place
    You and I, different wave
    Always know when you're late
    I could never tell you wait
    Made me talk at the lake
    Lavish life type of estate
    Losin' time when you pace
    What we can do if you'd waste?
    I know the skies been in haze
    You never been through this phase
    Been in fire, livin' fake
    Know you try, but it's late
    I run the lobby, every summer
    Buy her body, two-step a stutter
    Platinum 'round my wrist, bird chirp like I'm stunna
    Look around this bitch while the DJ set cut up
    Flashes from the pics in my sections while I'm fucked up
    Bad bitch, I been waitin' to get with, hope I don't nut up
    Yeah, nut up, man, this shit is trouble
    I been hittin' licks, seein' splits, doin' double
    No, it's no events, check my temp, watch it bubble

    Don't you let me down
    If you let me drown
    Die in your arms again
    I won't make a sound
    Blood on the ground
    When they take my crown
    If they take my crown

    What does that shit feel like anyway?

    Song details

    Composition: Mike Dean, Travis Scott, and The Weeknd

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