Nothing But Thieves - Hell, Yeah

It's just a little bit warmer
Than you're used to up above
It's just a little bit harder
To control the one you love

There's just a little more danger
And the slightest remark
It goes a little bit deeper
And gets a little more dark

Hell, yeah
Why don't we go there?
It's way down below there
It's just like home

In a town upon the outskirts
With a flaw it cannot hide
I made my peace with sorrow
And kept it all inside
It's all inside

They call it "Hell", yeah
Why don't we go there?
It's way down below there
It's just like home

They call it "Hell", yeah
Why don't we go there?
It's way down below there
Let's make it our own

Hell, yeah
We're all gonna go there
It's better than nowhere
It's just like home
It's just like home
It's just like home

Written by:
Conor Mason, Dominic Craik, Jim Irvin, Joseph Langridge-Brown, Julian Emery, Mike Crossey

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Downtown Music Publishing

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Nothing But Thieves

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