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Tom Felton - When Angels Come

If you could be anywhere

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Our king Tom Felton (Draco Malfoy) singing the sweetest tune

Tom Felton Singing Fairies and Feathers :)

The Dramione song || Tom Felton (FULL VERSION) fanmade

You’re a ray of sunshine, nothing but,
A pair of wings on my back.
I’m just a boy on a skateboard,
With two patches on my kneecap.
The brightest stars burn fast,
Some things were never meant to last (never meant to last).

So I’m holding on, to the memories we have,
‘Cause I’m sure, I will fuck this thing up, 
The first chance I have.
So I’m holding; I’m holding onto that.

Let’s lose our hair together; we don’t care,
Hook on my hand, you in stolen underwear.
So when our heart is done, heaven’s been,
I’ll still make your heart skip now like you were seventeen.
Two patches on my kneecap.
So let’s grow old and ugly, and hate the world,
Lord take my youth, but please don’t take my girl (don’t take my girl).

So I’m holding on, to the memories we have,
‘Cause I’m sure, I will fuck this thing up, 
The first chance I have.
So I’m holding; holding onto that.

We all question love, I say, ‘What for?’,
I found a piratess that makes me jaw drop.
I’m off tomorrow now for six months, that’s Sod’s Law,
This girl ain’t off the shelf, mate, she’s top drawer.
Think we’ve had some times? Well, there’s lots more,
Keep kissing me, girl, what you stop for?
Other girls get me tight lipped, you drop jaw,
Not off the shelf, mate, no, she’s top drawer.

I’m holding on, to the memories we have,
‘Cause I’m sure by now, I’d have fucked it up, 
The first chance I have.
And so I’m holding (holding); I guess I’m holding onto that.
Mmm.

hOLDing On (2patches) - Tom Felton

Alright, G man,
Is there anything more frustrating,
Than a toilet seat that won’t stay up?
Is there anything more displacing,
To find a ladder that you can’t climb up?
And is there anything more annoying,
Than when your car won’t start first thing in the morning,
When you need a smile brought to your face, my friend, little one?

And I will skip stones with my anger,
And I will dance around with my pain.
I’ll tear away my frustrations now,
And I will piss away my distain.
It’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
Just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
I said, it’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.

‘Cause is there anything that will chill your bones,
Colder than the snow?
I said your car broke down, and there’s no one around,
And there’s no percentage on your phone.
When you stand in line all day, 
For a film you didn’t even want to see.
And when your head today is split between two, 
And you don’t know which one to be.

‘Cause I will skip stones with my anger,
You know I’ll tear away all my pain.
And I will skip stones with all these thoughts,
And I will piss away my distain.
It’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
Just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
I said, it’s one of them, one of them, one of them days.
Just one of them,
Just one of them,
Just one of them,
Just one of them, one of them days.

(Instrumental)

‘Cause I will skip stones with my anger,
And I will dance around with my pain.
I’ll tear away all my frustrations,
And I will piss away my distain.
It’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
It’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
I guess, it’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.
You know, it’s just one of them, one of them, one of them days.

One of Them Days - Tom Felton

Spoken) Yeah, Feltbeats.

‘Cause I’m still working on the recipe, 
Feltbeats: the legacy,
Grabbing life by the bollocks, 
Not someone instead of me.
The death of me,
Is yet to come.
Still feeling next to none,
Let me run on this,
I insist, 
You won’t forget me son.

High five,
I won’t forget that I’m alive,
The bar’s not too far,
I’ll do more than just survive.
If I should die before my eyes, 
Get the chance to open,
I’ll rest in heaven knowing, 
That this is the realest shit my pen has spoken.

Broken hearts, or die alone,
Time to find a home,
Have a laugh,
With another half,
That I can call my own.
So no more sorries,
Put my worries in a verse,
Read it out,
And realise it really could have been worse.

‘Cause I’m not in a hearse,
Cotching on a floor where Timber sits,
Necked, with a set of frets, 
Resting at my fingertips.
Bring the six alive,
Get my mates inside,
Then go meet at young street,
At a hundred a fuckin’ sixty-five.

Don’t let me go, 
You never know what you’ll forget,
There are pieces in the legacy;
A memory you must protect.
‘Cause twenty years from now,
Who knows where we’ll be?
So I’m putting all sorts of thoughts,
Onto a CD.

Like the times that can’t be funner,
Like the barbecues in summer,
If I lost those thoughts,
I’d be like a drum without a drummer.
And I ain’t down,
With a 24 hour frown,
There’s a king of misery,
And fuck him, 
He can keep his crown.

I’ll beat the ground,
Speak a sound,
Of pure simplicity,
Only in the flesh and blood,
Can anyone get rid of me.
A song lives on,
For many years in people’s ears.
I can be long gone,
And people still know my dreams and fears.

Will I find a wife,
And have a daughter and son?
Will I die alone,
With the child count none?
Will I have a number one,
With a song that I picked?
Or will I die of a dilemma,
That I self-inflict?

These are the times, 
That put the thoughts aside,
Jump on board the ride,
The sooner you do that,
The sooner you enjoy your life.
Who knows where I’m going?
But I had some fun getting there,
When I’m an old man,
I want to say that I’ve been everywhere.

I’ve seeked up every peak,
Held my breath to every depth,
I’ve sunk to the bunkers,
And I’ve climbed back every step.
Picture this:
F-Beats and family chillin’,
Twenty years from now,
Kicking back,
Happy and willing,
To give every day, 
The same attention to all events,
Count my blessings, 
Love every lesson that life presents.
To give every day, 
The same attention to all events,
Count my blessings, 
Love every lesson life presents.

Be chillin’, 
Still willin’,
Living my life,
And I’m still killin’,
Time, with my melodies,
And rhyme.
And that’s what I chose,
To left behind.

(Laughs) Feltbeats!

Little Bit (Legacy 22) - Tom Felton

‘Cause I don’t know about you,
But I get this weird feeling.
Four blank walls all around me and a,
Freshly painted ceiling.
‘Cause I don’t have no furniture,
Or even rugs on my floor.
And I don’t have no tangled cables,
In that kitchen drawer.
No food in the fridge,
No glasses, no wine.
Just me and a bottle of whiskey and,
Believe me, I’ll be doing fine.
Believe me, I’ll be doing fine.

‘Cause I’m, moving on,
Starting fresh as the day.
Not scared by blank canvases,
Good things are coming my way.
‘Cause I’m moving on,
Starting fresh as the night.
Not scared by blank canvases,
Good things all coming in sight.

(Humming)

I know it doesn’t look much like home,
Give it some time and you will see that,
There’s much to come.
‘Cause we don’t need no guarantee;
Our future is ahead.
We’ll take it all in our stride,
And live now until we’re dead.
So we’ll live now until we’re dead!

Because we’re moving on,
Starting fresh as the day.
Not scared of blank canvases,
Good things are coming our way.
‘Cause I’m moving on,
Starting fresh as the night, now.
Not scared by blank canvases,
Everything’s going to be alright.
Everything’s going to be alright.

(Humming)

Moving on,
Starting out fresh as the day.
I’m not scared of blank canvases,
Because good things are coming my way.
Good things are coming my way.
I said, good things are coming my way.
I said, good things are coming my…
Good things…
Good things…
Good things…

(Talking) Oh, mate, who am I kidding?
Eventually it’s going to be now…

I see myself back at a bar,
Complaining about all of it.
Am I really just a piece of shit?
I guess that I’m an arsehole,
And I know it.
I hide behind a quite wide smile, but,
That doesn’t like to show it.
I guess I’ll try my luck ’til eventually I kick the bucket.
The two words that got me into this trouble, it goes;
Fuck it.
And at first these seven bucks is all I ever need to pay,
No schedule, every day is mojito day.

Oh, maybe I’m not moving on,
Maybe not today.
I guess I’ll put a delay on moving on,
Yeah, I guess it’ll be some other day.
I look forward to moving on,
Starting fresh as the night.
And then I’ll be moving on,
To getting a full night’s sleep tonight.

Moving On - Tom Felton

Mind’s racing, 
Been chasing,
Backwards I go.
Tail chasing, been wasting,
Away, don’t I know?

Maybe now it’s all just a bad dream;
I will wake up some day.
Laying flowers down; it’s a sad scene,
I don’t know what to say.

So take me away,
To a place I’ve never been.
I’m dark as the night,
Blue as the day’s ever been.
Ooh, ooh.
So, take me away,
To a place I’ve never been.
You can’t regret an ending if you never even let it begin.
Ooh, ooh.

So here’s hoping, 
The blue ocean,
Will wash my footprints away.
Sat back in, 
Bad traffic and I’m,
Wasting my days.

Maybe now it’s all just a bad dream;
I will wake up some day.
Laying flowers down; it’s a sad scene,
I don’t know what to say.

So take me away,
Show me something I’ve not seen.
I’m dark as the night,
Blue as the day’s ever been.
Ooh, ooh.
So, take me away,
To a place I’ve never been.
You can’t regret an ending if you never even let it begin.
Ooh, ooh.

(Instrumental)

Maybe now it’s all just a bad dream;
I will wake up some day.
Laying flowers down; it’s a sad scene,
I don’t know what to say.
I don’t know what to say.

So take me away,
To a place I’ve never been.
I’m dark as the night,
Blue as the day’s ever been.
Ooh, ooh.
So, take me away,
To a place I’ve never been.
You can’t regret an ending if you never even let it begin.
Ooh, ooh.
Ooh, yeah. 
Mmm, yeah.
Ooh yeah.
Mmm, yeah.
Ooh, ooh.

One of Them Days - Tom Felton

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