Adele – Rolling In The Deep

I’m obsessed with this song (well her whole album, as I’ve stated before) right now. It’s one of those songs that kind of just speaks to you and just fits. You know how sometimes you just sort of latch onto a certain song for a while…I love this one. I belt it in the car. Yeah, I’m the girl who you see driving on the freeway just singing along and I don’t care who stares at me. Sometimes I’m even crying. HA. But that’s just me. It’s one of those therapies that I talked about in my Taylor Swift post. I wish I had Adele’s…(or Taylor’s) voice.

Anyway, take a listen and I hope you enjoy as much as I do.
*I love this video too*
Adele – Rolling in the Deep

There’s a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bring me out the dark,


Finally, I can see you crystal clear,
Go ahead and sell me out and I’ll lay your sheet bare,
See how I’ll leave with every piece of you,
Don’t underestimate the things that I will do,


There’s a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it’s bring me out the dark,


The scars of your love remind me of us,
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all,
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless,
I can’t help feeling,

We could have had it all,
(You’re gonna wish you never had met me),
Rolling in the deep,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),
You had my heart inside of your hands,
(You’re gonna wish you never had met me),
And you played it to the beat,
(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep),


Baby, I have no story to be told,
But I’ve heard one on you and I’m gonna make your head burn,
Think of me in the depths of your despair,
Make a home down there as mine sure won’t be shared,


The scars of your love remind me of us,
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all,
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless,
I can’t help feeling,

We could have had it all,
Rolling in the deep,
You had my heart inside of your hands,

Throw your soul through every open door,
Count your blessings to find what you look for,
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold,
You’ll pay me back in kind and reap just what you’ve sown,


We could have had it all,
We could have had it all,
It all, it all, it all,

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