"Grip"
— air a sheinn le Seeb , Bastille
Tha “Grip” na òran a chaidh a chluich air lochlannach a chaidh fhoillseachadh air 25 am-faoilleach 2019 air an t-sianal oifigeil leubail a’ chlàir - “Seeb & Bastille”. Faigh a-mach fiosrachadh sònraichte mu “Grip”. Lorg lyric òran Grip, eadar-theangachaidhean, agus fìrinnean òrain. Tha teachd-a-steach agus luach lom air an cruinneachadh le taic-airgid agus tobraichean eile a rèir pìos fiosrachaidh a gheibhear air an eadar-lìn. Cia mheud uair a nochd an t-òran "Grip" ann an clàran ciùil cruinnichte? Tha “Grip” na bhidio ciùil ainmeil a ghabh greisean gnìomhachais ann an prìomh chlàran mòr-chòrdte, leithid na 100 òran as fheàrr Nirribhidh, na 40 òran as fheàrr lochlannach agus barrachd.
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"Grip" Fìrinnean
Tha "Grip" air 1.3M sealladh iomlan a ruighinn agus 24.1K toil air YouTube.
Tha an t-òran air a chuir a-steach air 25/01/2019 agus air 14 seachdainean a chuir seachad air na clàran.
'S e "SEEB, BASTILLE - GRIP" an t-ainm tùsail a bha air a' bhidio ciùil.
Chaidh "Grip" fhoillseachadh air Youtube aig 24/01/2019 18:57:45.
"Grip" Lyric, Sgrìobhadairean-ciùil, Label Clàraidh
Listen to Seeb x Bastille – Grip:
Director - Noah Duran
Producer - Cailin Lowry
LYRICS
As the nighttime bleeds into the day
Tomorrow spills across the sky
The sun’s a harsh reminder why we are feeling barely human
We don’t know what’s good for us
cos if we did we might not do it
Who knows where our limits lie
we won’t discover till we push it
I should just walk away, walk away
But it grips me, it grips me
When I should call it a day,
and make my way it grips me
Cos the devil’s got my arms,
and it pulls me back into the night
When I should just walk away,
away oh it grips me
Cos the devil’s got my arms
Cos the devil’s got my arms
and it pulls me back into the night
We got drunk on this unholy wine
To deliver us from our own minds
The promise of a better time
Til we’re feeling barely human
We don’t know what’s good for us
cos if we did we might not do it
Who knows where our limits lie
we won’t discover till we push it
Cos the devil’s got my arms,
and it pulls me back into the night
When I should just walk away,
away oh it grips me
Cos the devil’s got my arms
and it pulls me back into the night
Cos the devil’s got my arms
and it pulls me back into the night
I would rather forget
and wash my memory clean
Oh I would rather forget
and wash my memory clean
Cos the devil’s got my arms
and it pulls me back into the night