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  • Norah Jones - Young Blood

    I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
    If you steal my true love's name
    Broke down subway in this city of spires
    Tape your picture over his in the frame

    We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
    Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
    Our chambers hold silvery collars
    Gun down werewolves wherever we go
    We gun down werewolves wherever we go

    Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
    Creased white pages torn right from the spine
    Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
    You always hoped one day you'd be mine

    Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
    I'm not sure that we were playing a game
    Busted gasket in a field full of liars
    No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
    No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

    Young blood
    Young bone
    Old ghosts
    Go home

    Band of gold with a diamond implied
    I made promises I'll always deny
    Now we'll never know what the other meant
    Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
    Lost the chance to wind the key
    Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
    Our fears are only what we tell them to be
    Our fears are only what we tell them to be

    Drown the last of our matches
    Burn the rest of each other
    You were strongest when I ached for breath
    Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother

    Young blood
    Young bone
    Old ghosts
    Go home
    Young blood
    Young bone
    Old ghosts
    Go home
    Young blood
    Young bone
    Old ghosts
    Go home
    Young bone
    Old ghosts
    Go home

    Go home
    Young blood
    Young bone

  • [00:01.35]Norah Jones - Young Blood
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    [00:14.47]I'll pretend my heart's not on fire
    [00:18.00]If you steal my true love's name
    [00:21.59]Broke down subway in this city of spires
    [00:25.92]Tape your picture over his in the frame
    [00:28.67]
    [00:29.02]We'll imagine we're sleeping revolvers
    [00:32.57]Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo
    [00:36.95]Our chambers hold silvery collars
    [00:40.52]Gun down werewolves wherever we go
    [00:43.51]We gun down werewolves wherever we go
    [00:48.06]
    [00:50.57]Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang
    [00:54.53]Creased white pages torn right from the spine
    [00:58.66]Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
    [01:02.40]You always hoped one day you'd be mine
    [01:05.36]
    [01:05.64]Threw our fathers on funeral pyres
    [01:09.12]I'm not sure that we were playing a game
    [01:12.63]Busted gasket in a field full of liars
    [01:17.10]No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
    [01:20.75]No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
    [01:24.72]
    [01:31.08]Young blood
    [01:32.59]Young bone
    [01:34.41]Old ghosts
    [01:36.34]Go home
    [01:39.21]
    [01:40.08]Band of gold with a diamond implied
    [01:47.55]I made promises I'll always deny
    [01:52.02]Now we'll never know what the other meant
    [01:54.99]Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk
    [02:00.03]Lost the chance to wind the key
    [02:02.37]Roosters are nothing but clucking clockwork
    [02:06.80]Our fears are only what we tell them to be
    [02:10.53]Our fears are only what we tell them to be
    [02:14.57]
    [02:17.44]Drown the last of our matches
    [02:21.18]Burn the rest of each other
    [02:24.51]You were strongest when I ached for breath
    [02:28.43]Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
    [02:32.34]
    [02:39.38]Young blood
    [02:41.09]Young bone
    [02:43.00]Old ghosts
    [02:44.72]Go home
    [02:46.92]Young blood
    [02:48.57]Young bone
    [02:50.28]Old ghosts
    [02:52.05]Go home
    [02:53.94]Young blood
    [02:55.75]Young bone
    [02:57.42]Old ghosts
    [02:59.29]Go home
    [03:03.31]Young bone
    [03:04.94]Old ghosts
    [03:06.89]Go home
    [03:08.74]
    [03:14.34]Go home
    [03:16.23]Young blood
    [03:17.95]Young bone
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