Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Speeding, artist - Rudimental. Date of issue: 12.06.2011
Song language: English
Speeding |
| With the lights down low, |
| She waited home |
| He never called the phone, |
| He never picked her up just like he said he would |
| And so she sent him loving messages |
| Ask him straight what this is |
| The light down low, |
| She waited home |
| He never called the phone, |
| He never picked her up just like he said he would |
| And so she sent him loving messages |
| Ask him Straight What this is |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| My black and blue a-against the wall, wall. |
| ah-oh |
| My scream is muted-ed as we fa-all |
| You never stick around, fade into your background |
| Now this is ish, it’s — it’s out the window.oh.ah-oh |
| And I’m driving speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| Driving speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| A flash of all your childish games, games, ah-ames |
| Remains as we’re standing face-to-face |
| Yeah, for always playing that field |
| My defence stands with no shield |
| Now this is-h is out the window and I’m. |
| The lights down low, |
| She waited home |
| He never called the phone, |
| He never picked her up just like he said he would |
| And so she sent him loving messages |
| Ask him straight what this is |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |
| Driving, speeding, believing, friday evening, feeling |