Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rushing Through Me, artist - UrthboyDate of issue: 03.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rushing Through Me |
| Take your places, dinner’s served |
| Poets and painters, musicians, there they were |
| There’s Pinot Gris or Merlot |
| Whatever you prefer |
| Lovers and sinners and innocent others |
| Oils and inks and the mixing of colours (come on) |
| House they called Heide, the things you discover |
| Different if you’re over or under the covers |
| (Come on down) You let the breeze clear the air |
| (Say what, say what) The food is getting cold, I couldn’t care |
| Your fingers running through your hair |
| Underneath the table I can feel the brushing of our legs |
| The chattering of voices, the cutlery is tapping |
| If we drink enough than maybe it will happen, I’m feeling tipsy |
| And for something risky, a nervous rush of pleasure |
| I’m ravaged by the pressure |
| Rushing through me, yeah |
| Rushing through me, yeah |
| Use me, touch me, you don’t have to trust me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |
| Quickly, hurry up and take me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |
| Faded lipstick on the glass, okay top me up |
| Lavender that’s in the vase, delicately cut |
| Across the table from my past, unruly passenger |
| Will someone calm my fucking heart |
| Cause it keeps speeding up |
| Every time the door is opened, the candlelight is wavy |
| The windows fogging up, it’s hazy, the air is crazy |
| Below the chairs our feet are touching but neither pulls away |
| The pots are clanging in the kitchen, we’re a thousand miles away |
| Then someone yells 'what are you two up to?' |
| And I think |
| Trying to be world famous twenty years after we’re dead, 'I'll drink |
| To that' he said, you got up and left and had a cigarette |
| This single-minded lust had consequences I ain’t figured yet |
| Maybe it’s the red but the room is spinning around |
| And all the colours come to life the shadows that they’re bringing out |
| I’ll join you in that darkest night, dreaming of us laying down |
| Blind to every thought except you’re |
| Rushing through me, yeah |
| Rushing through me, yeah |
| Use me, touch me, you don’t have to trust me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |
| Quickly, hurry up and take me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |
| Use me, touch me, you don’t have to trust me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |
| Quickly, hurry up and take me |
| I don’t really care if it’s wrong, no |