[Mạnh Thăng]

The lakes

Singer: Taylor Swift

Album: Folklore​

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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]

Is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me?

I'm not cut out for all these cynical clones

These hunters with cell phones

[Chorus]Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and,  my beloved,  neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[Verse 2]

What should be over burrowed under my skin

In heart-stopping waves of hurt

I've come too far to watch some namedropping sleaze

Tell me what are my words worth

[Chorus]Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

[Bridge]I want auroras and sad prose

I want to watch wisteria grow right over my bare feet

"Cause I haven" t moved in years

And I want you right here

A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground

With no one around to tweet it

While I bathe in cliffside pools

With my calamitous love and insurmountable grief

[Chorus]Take me to the Lakes where all the poets went to die

I don't belong and, my beloved, neither do you

Those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry

I'm setting off, but not without my muse

No, not without you