3 de Febrero del año 2022
Club 57 Letra - Bastille
Letra oficial
Club 57 Lyrics
I came to the city
Was armed to the teeth
With ideas and desires
As my only company
I got the keys to the car
You got the keys to my head
You call it karma, karma
And I call it bad luck instead
Well, is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?
Is it?
Is it?
Cut to Paradise Garage
There's paint on my hands
Making art for the masses
Out of lines off of your body
I got the keys to the car
You got the keys to my head
You call it karma, karma
I call it bad luck instead
Uh, is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?
Is it?
Is it?
Drugs, fame, and money (Is it?), A spotlight on our subway scene
Club 57 (Is it?), the city got the best of me
Drugs, fame, and money (Is it?), a spotlight on our subway scene
Club 57 (Is it?), the city took the best of me
Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or am I just craving attention?
Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or do I just want satisfaction?
(Is it love?) Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or are we just craving attention?
Is it love? Is it la-la-love?
Or do we just want satisfaction?
Drugs, fame, and the money (Is it?), uh
Club 57, uh
Drugs, fame, and the money (Is it?), uh
Club 57, uh
Give Me the Future