Intros & Narrators Lyrics by Bastille
Aye, aye, aye-aye, aye, aye, aye-aye
Ayy, oh-ayy
Aye, aye, aye-aye, aye, aye, aye-aye
Ayy, oh-ayy
I never wanted to be main character
Pretty fucked up there in the light
I’d rather sit at the kitchen table, and
Just start to hitchhike
Maybe to me, other stories are more interesting
Maybe to me, they’re a mirror back on everything
So much bigger, bolder, braver than I’ll ever be, mh-hm
So take a walk with me through these lives
I’m your friend, your lover, and your traitor
Take a walk with me through my mind
But I’m an unreliable narrator
(Aye, aye, aye-aye, aye, aye, aye-aye)
(Ayy, oh-ayy) I’m your unreliable narrator
There ain’t no God up above, just these hounds of love
We’ve heard every story before
Genius minds, all these fights just to live a life
What’s the motive? And what we’re here for?
David talked about “The Daily Trenches Of Adult Life”, but
I’m still hypnotised by the voices inside my mind
When I should sit down, shut up
Listen, just listen, be humble round these stories
Take a walk with me through these lives
I’m your friend, your lover, and your traitor
Take a walk with me through my mind
But I’m an unreliable narrator
(Aye, aye, aye-aye, aye, aye, aye-aye)
(Ayy, oh-ayy) I’m your unreliable narrator
(Aye, aye, aye-aye, aye, aye, aye-aye) Can you trust me? Do you trust me?
(Ayy, oh-ayy)
So the cliché says, “History repeats itself”
Well, here we go again
Yeah, cliché says, “History repeats itself”
Well, here we go again
Take a walk with me through these lives
I’m your friend, your lover, and your traitor
Take a walk with me through my mind
Never lay your trust in the narrator