I'm accused of might
I'm accused of dying
Gummy years of Christ
Never touching all that sound
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your glances
Let em' fall far
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your bottle
You used to let go
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
435t - Rush of Color Lyrics
435t - Rush of Color Lyrics
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I'm accused of might
I'm accused of dying
Gummy years of Christ
Never touching all that sound
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your glances
Let em' fall far
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your bottle
You used to let go
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
I'm accused of dying
Gummy years of Christ
Never touching all that sound
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your glances
Let em' fall far
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
I'm nearly dancing
And there's a rush of color
Holding your bottle
You used to let go
By the way, by the way
I left that party
In a way avenues
Offer me god
By the way, by the way
Lasso my arm
All that passion
All that passion
Under pressure
Ooo, no loca
Too high to mention
I'm under pressure
Anti-dimension
I'm under pressure
I'm under pressure
Writer: Forrest Holter
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