| Song | Let Me In |
| Artist | Gabrielle Aplin |
| Album | Home EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [ar:gabrielle aplin] | |
| [ti:Let Me In] | |
| [00:11.37] | He doesn't make your knees weak. |
| [00:14.22] | He's beautiful and bleak. |
| [00:16.41] | He has a porcelain face that cracks when he speaks. |
| [00:22.05] | I go to start a conversation but I, get no reply |
| [00:27.64] | Instead you stare like a statue as I, break down and cry |
| [00:42.43] | Your face is like an eagle, but your mind's like a crow. |
| [00:47.52] | And boy, I know you have opinions, but you don’t let them show. |
| [00:53.06] | You're a shelf of books, without the pages. |
| [00:59.46] | A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages. |
| [01:07.80] | Locked up, locked up, locked up |
| [01:12.88] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [01:18.22] | Don't you suppose it's such a waste? |
| [01:23.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [01:34.27] | Just let me in |
| [01:40.01] | just let me in |
| [01:47.27] | You write me letters in a pen with no ink |
| [01:52.40] | And you have your own eyes but you don't dare blink. |
| [01:58.57] | You speak in words without a sentence, |
| [02:03.75] | You're the ghost that haunts me without a presence. |
| [02:13.15] | Without a presence, without a presence |
| [02:22.18] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [02:27.47] | Don't you suppose it's such a waste? |
| [02:32.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [02:49.16] | Just let me in |
| [02:55.35] | Just let me in |
| ar: gabrielle aplin | |
| ti: Let Me In | |
| [00:11.37] | He doesn' t make your knees weak. |
| [00:14.22] | He' s beautiful and bleak. |
| [00:16.41] | He has a porcelain face that cracks when he speaks. |
| [00:22.05] | I go to start a conversation but I, get no reply |
| [00:27.64] | Instead you stare like a statue as I, break down and cry |
| [00:42.43] | Your face is like an eagle, but your mind' s like a crow. |
| [00:47.52] | And boy, I know you have opinions, but you don' t let them show. |
| [00:53.06] | You' re a shelf of books, without the pages. |
| [00:59.46] | A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages. |
| [01:07.80] | Locked up, locked up, locked up |
| [01:12.88] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [01:18.22] | Don' t you suppose it' s such a waste? |
| [01:23.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [01:34.27] | Just let me in |
| [01:40.01] | just let me in |
| [01:47.27] | You write me letters in a pen with no ink |
| [01:52.40] | And you have your own eyes but you don' t dare blink. |
| [01:58.57] | You speak in words without a sentence, |
| [02:03.75] | You' re the ghost that haunts me without a presence. |
| [02:13.15] | Without a presence, without a presence |
| [02:22.18] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [02:27.47] | Don' t you suppose it' s such a waste? |
| [02:32.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [02:49.16] | Just let me in |
| [02:55.35] | Just let me in |
| ar: gabrielle aplin | |
| ti: Let Me In | |
| [00:11.37] | He doesn' t make your knees weak. |
| [00:14.22] | He' s beautiful and bleak. |
| [00:16.41] | He has a porcelain face that cracks when he speaks. |
| [00:22.05] | I go to start a conversation but I, get no reply |
| [00:27.64] | Instead you stare like a statue as I, break down and cry |
| [00:42.43] | Your face is like an eagle, but your mind' s like a crow. |
| [00:47.52] | And boy, I know you have opinions, but you don' t let them show. |
| [00:53.06] | You' re a shelf of books, without the pages. |
| [00:59.46] | A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages. |
| [01:07.80] | Locked up, locked up, locked up |
| [01:12.88] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [01:18.22] | Don' t you suppose it' s such a waste? |
| [01:23.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [01:34.27] | Just let me in |
| [01:40.01] | just let me in |
| [01:47.27] | You write me letters in a pen with no ink |
| [01:52.40] | And you have your own eyes but you don' t dare blink. |
| [01:58.57] | You speak in words without a sentence, |
| [02:03.75] | You' re the ghost that haunts me without a presence. |
| [02:13.15] | Without a presence, without a presence |
| [02:22.18] | And if blood runs through your veins, |
| [02:27.47] | Don' t you suppose it' s such a waste? |
| [02:32.81] | To be composed in such a way |
| [02:49.16] | Just let me in |
| [02:55.35] | Just let me in |