Grip - Seeb, Bastille

As the night time bleeds into the day

Tomorrow spills across the sky

And the sun's a harsh reminder why

We are feeling barely human

We don't know what's good for us

'Cause if we did, we might not do it

Who knows where our limits lie?

We won't discover 'til we push it

I should just walk away, walk away

But it grips me, it grips me

But I should call it a day

And make my way

Oh, it grips me

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

But I should just walk away

Away, oh it grips me

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

We got drunk on this unholy wine

To deliver us from our old minds

A promise of a better time

'Til we're feeling barely human

We don't know what's good for us

'Cause if we did, we might not do it

Who knows where our limits lie?

We won't discover 'til we push it

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

Well I should just walk away, away

Oh it grips me

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

And it pulls me back into the night

I would rather forget

And wash my memory clean

Oh, I would rather forget

And wash my memory clean

I would rather forget

Wash my memory clean

I would rather forget

Wash my memory clean

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

'Cause the devil's got my arms

And it pulls me back into the night

And it pulls me back into the night