Album Cover Which Witch

Which Witch

Florence + The Machine

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And it′s my whole heart

Weighted and measured inside

And it's an old scarTrying to bleach it out

And it′s my whole heart

Deemed and delivered a crime

I'm on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out

I′m on trial, waiting ′til the beat comes out

Who's a heretic now?

Am I making sense?

How can you make it stick?

Waiting ′til the beat comes out

Who's a heretic, child?

Can you make it stick, now?

And I′m on trial

Waiting 'til the beat comes out

I′m miles away

He's on my mind

I'm getting tired of crawling all the way

And I′ve had enough

It′s obvious

And I'm getting tired of crawling all the way

Crawling all the way

Crawling all the way

I′m not beat up by this yet

You can't tell me to regret

Been in the dark since the day we met

Fire, help me to forget

And it′s my whole heart

While tried and tested, it's mine

And it′s my whole heart

Trying to reach it out

And it's my whole heart

Burned but not buried this time

I'm on trial, waiting ′til the beat comes out

I′m on trial, waiting 'til the beat comes out

I′m miles away

He's on my mind

I′m getting tired of crawling all the way

And I've had enough

It′s obvious

And I'm getting tired of crawling all the way

I'm not beat up by this yet

You can′t tell me to regret

Been in the dark since the day we met

Fire, help me to forget

Chained and shackled, oh

All that gravel, oh

It′s a pity, oh

Never to return

But I never learn

It's a pity, oh

Chained and shackled, oh

All that gravel, oh

It′s a pity, oh

Say I won't return

But I never learn

It′s a pity, oh