Blame by Bastille
Daniel in the Den by Bastille
Fall upon your knees saying
"This is my body and soul here"
Fall and begging, pleading
"You’ve got the power and control"
Don’t pin it all on me
I can hear your pulse racing from here
Sitting next to this gun beats your heart in your mouth
Don't blame, blame, blame (I got you, I got you)
Daniel in the Den by Bastille
And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers
And for every king that died
Oh they would crown another
But it's harder than you think
Telling dreams from one another
And you thought the lions were bad
Well they tried to kill my brothers
And felled in the night
By the ones you think you love
They will come for you