- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Elizabeth Bougatsos
 - Brian Degraw
 - Joshua Alden Deutsch
 - Timothy Wayne Dewit
 - Paul Epworth
 - Florence Leontine Welch
 
- Genres:
 - Indie
 
- Tags:
 - alternative
 - british
 - tag
 
- See also:
 
Florence & The Machine - Rabbit Heart lyrics
The looking glass, so shiny and new
 How quickly the glamor fades
 I start spinning slipping out of time
 Was that the wrong pill to take?
 Raise it up
 You made a deal and now
 It seems you have to offer up
 But will it ever be enough?
 Raise it up
 Raise it up
 It's not enough
 Raise it up
 Raise it up
 Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl
 Frozen in the headlights
 It seems I made the final sacrifice
 We raise it up
 This offering
 We raise it up
 This is a gift, it comes with a price
 Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
 Midas is king and he holds me so tight
 And turns me to gold in the sunlight
 I look around but I can't find you
 Raise it up
 If only I could see your face
 Raise it up
 I started rushing towards the starlight
 Raise it up
 I wish that I could just be brave
 Florence & The Machine - Rabbit Heart - http://motolyrics.com/florence-and-the-machine/rabbit-heart-lyrics.html
 I must become the lion hearted girl
 Ready for a fight
 Before I make the final sacrifice
 We raise it up
 This offering
 We raise it up
 This is a gift, it comes with a price
 Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
 Midas is king and he holds me so tight
 And turns me to gold in the sunlight
 Raise it up
 Raise it up
 Raise it up
 Raise it up
 And in the spring I shed my skin
 And it blows away with the changing wind
 The water has turned from blue to red
 As towards the sky I offer it
 This is a gift, it comes with a price
 Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
 And Midas is king and he holds me so tight
 And turns me to gold in the sunlight
 This is a gift, it comes with a price
 Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
 And Midas is king and he holds me so tight
 And turns me to gold in the sunlight
 This is a gift, it comes with a price
 Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
 And Midas is king and he holds me so tight
 And turns me to gold in the sunlight
 This is a gift












