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 weve inherited, ones that we learned They pass from man to man Theres a hole in my soul I cant fill it I cant fill it Theres 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; lets finish what weve started Dig them up, so nothings left unturned All of your flaws and all of my flaws, When they have been exhumed Well see that we need them to be who we are Without them wed be doomed Theres a hole in my soul I cant fill it I cant fill it Theres 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; lets finish what weve started Dig them up, so nothings left unturned Oooooh Oooooh 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. Lets finish what weve started Dig them up. So nothings left unturned Oooooh Oooooh 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 Flaws by Bastille is the song I am dedicating to you because it reminds me of us. All we do is see the flaws in ourselves but nothing but perfectness in each other and we feel complete with each other. This song reminds me of you whenever I listen to it so I just had to dedicate it to you
Posted on: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 05:12:32 +0000
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