Текст песни
Eyes wide, it’s 3 AM. Glitter on my phone screen, missed calls, deadlines. Running through my head like trains, but my feet Keep flying on the floor tonight. High-speed heartbeat in my chest. Clock on the wall can’t catch this tempo. Weaving through strangers, jet stream steps. Every spin, every laugh feels sinful, Simple. I was chasing all these distant plans. 'Til the bassline grabbed me by the hands. Heavy worry slipping through my fingers. Let it linger, Let it linger. Speed of my dreams in, racing. Fast lane feelings, we’re blazing. La-a-a-a-até we’re shaking. Bodies in sync, too loud to think. Too, too loud to think. Sweat on your collar, crooked grin. Shouting in my ear, but I just read lips. You say this night won’t come again. So I write it on my skin in spinning Steps. Neon blur, you pull me closer. A fast car cutting through the smoke. If tomorrow hits like a crash, I’ll still taste This rush, this life in flashes. I was living in a waiting room. 'Til this tiny crowded, crowded room. Turned my maybes into sky-high beams. On the freeway of my wildest dreams. Waiting, but my dreams in. Racing, fast lane feelings, we’re blazing. La-a-a-a-we’re shaking. Bodies in sync, too loud to think. Too loud to think.
Slavique Green — Speed
«Speed» — Slavique Green. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:55. Жанр — Электроника.
