Bombay Bicycle Club - My God lyrics

[Bombay Bicycle Club - My God lyrics]

All the highs are downwards
All your fumble words are spent
Paying no attention
To the thoughts of your dear friend

No point louder the sound of my power
Sink in deeper further each hour
My god

When our flower's fading
When our stem begins to fold
I will take off quietly
Like a bird that flees the cold

No point louder the sound of my power
Sink in deeper further each hour
My god

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