| Song | Rolling in the deep (MetroGnome Electro Remix) |
| Artist | MetroGnome |
| Album | MetroGnome Music |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 (Rolling in the deep) | |
| 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 | |
| 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 yeah | |
| 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 | |
| We could have had it all | |
| Rolling in the deep | |
| You had my heart | |
| Inside of your hand | |
| But you played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it to the beat |
| 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 Rolling in the deep | |
| 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 | |
| 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 yeah | |
| 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 | |
| We could have had it all | |
| Rolling in the deep | |
| You had my heart | |
| Inside of your hand | |
| But you played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it to the beat |
| 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 Rolling in the deep | |
| 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 | |
| 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 yeah | |
| 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 | |
| We could have had it all | |
| Rolling in the deep | |
| You had my heart | |
| Inside of your hand | |
| But you played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it | |
| You played it to the beat |