Lyrics Rush of Color - 435t

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