Текст песни Mumford & Sons - Hot Gates

Artist: Mumford And Sons
Song: Hot Gates
Album: Wilder Mind

Tuning: Standard
Capo: 5

Chords:

There is no great thing, to stop and sing 
Waiting for the rain 
And this perfect pill, it's all too much
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On the edge again,          don't look away  
Couldn't help but note the coldest thing
In your precious face  
Why do you always speak when you have no grace 
In your precious face 

But even in the dark I saw you were the only one alone 
But these hot gates you spent your victory on though your swore you wouldn't do this anymore 
And I can't be for you all of the things you want me to  
But I will love you constantly There's precious little else to me 
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And though we cry, we must stay alive 

Another fragile edge, and a tender sound 
And then you went aground
Near a duller blade, a promise out of sight
There's nothing here for you tonight 

But even in the dark I saw you were the only one alone 
But these hot gates you spent your victory on though your swore you wouldn't do this anymore 
And I can't be for you all of the things you want me to  
But I will love you constantly There's precious little else to me   

And though we cry, we must stay alive 
Let my blood only run out when my world decides
There is no way out of your only life
So run on, run on

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