Bastille - Flaws lyrics

When all of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone
All of your flaws and all of my flaws
They lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learn
They pass from man to man

There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your
Flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them
Deep beneath the ground

Dig them up let's finish what we've started
Dig them up so nothing's left unturned

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
When they have been exhumed
We'll see that we need them to be who we are
Without them, we'd be doomed

There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your
Flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them
Deep beneath the ground

Dig them up let's finish what we've started
Dig them up so nothing's left unturned

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh
When all of your flaws and all
Of my flaws are counted
When all of your flaws and all
Of my flaws are counted

You have always worn your
Flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them
Deep beneath the ground

Dig them up let's finish what we've started
Dig them up so nothing's left unturned

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh

All of your flaws and all of my flaws
Are laid out one by one
Look at the wonderful mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone