Tom Odell

Tom Odell - Concrete lyrics

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Got me in my hotel room
More pillows I could ever use
Think they call it luxury
But it doesn't make a difference to me

'Cause I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Just your feet rubbing up against mine

Staring at the picture on the wall
Yeah, it's pretty clever, but it's got no soul
Show me your masterpiece
And it wouldn't make a difference to me

'Cause I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine

I sit on these aeroplanes
But I just wanna walk
Play me these symphonies
But I just wanna talk
So babe, won't you come back
Oh I need something real

I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheets
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
Well, I'd sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
Just the two of us and no sheet
Just your feet rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Oh rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
Rubbing up against mine
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Author: Tom Odell

Composer: Tom Odell

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment UK Limited

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Released in: 2018

Language: English

Appearing on: Wrong Crowd (2016)

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