En el año 2016, Bastille logró tener una fuerte credibilidad entre los artistas más populares, gracias al disco más vendido, de manera digital, “Pompeii”.
Después de tener un gran éxito con su álbum debut ‘Bad Blood’, Bastille vuelve con un tema llamado “Good Grief”.
La canción hace parte de su nuevo disco ‘Wild World’, del cual aún no se conocen muchos detalles.
‘Good Grief’ tiene un sonido muy fresco y tranquilo, lo que nos hace pensar que sin duda alguna, la canción se posicionara rápidamente en la lista de popularidad en los próximos meses.
El tema se estrenó en Annie Mac de la BBC Radio 1.
«Good Grief»
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Shut my eyes and count to ten
It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other
Burning bright right till the end
Now you’ll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
In my thoughts you’re far away
And you are whistling the melody, whistling the melody
Crystallizing clear as day
Oh I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily
What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it?
What’s gonna be left of the world, oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Caught off guard by your favorite song
Oh I’ll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral
Sleeping in the clothes you love
It’s such a shame we had to see them burn, shame we had to see them burn
What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it?
What’s gonna be left of the world, oh
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
If you want to be a party animal, you have to learn to live in the jungle
Now stop worrying and go get dressed
You might have to excuse me
I’ve lost control of all my senses
And you might have to excuse me
I’ve lost control of all my words
So get drunk, call me a fool
Put me in my place, put me in my place
Pick me up, up off the floor
Put me in my place, put me in my place
Every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Every stumble and each misfire
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers
Cause every minute and every hour
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more
