Rolling In The Deep (A Tribute To Adele) - The Mixologists

There's a fire starting in my heart

Reaching a fever pitch

And it's bringing me out the dark

Finally I can see you crystal clear

Go ahead and sell me out

And I'll lay your ship bare

See how I 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 bringing 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

Rolling in the Deep

Your had my heart Inside of your hand

And you played it To the beat

Baby I have no story to be told

But I've heard one of you

And I'm gonna make your head burn

Think of me in the depths of your despair

Making a home down there as mine sure

Won't be shared

The scars of your love remind you 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

Your had my heart inside of your hand

And you played it

To the beat

You Could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand

But you played it with your beating

Throw yourself through ever open door

Count your blessings to find what look for

Turn my sorrow into treasured gold

And pay me back in kind

You reap just what you sow

We could have had it all

We could have had it all

It all

It all

It all

We could have had it all

Rolling in the deep

You had my heart inside of your hand

And you played it to the beat

But You played it

You played it

You played it

You played it to the beat