The Rush Songtext
von Milahroy

Your touch lands like a feather
Digs in like deceit
Ribs cave under pressure
Bury me beneath

Cause I still taste your cigarettes
The puff of smoke I hope to catch
By the broken bottles on my steps
Sorrow spills from your lips

Boy you′re too young
You're gonna catch up
But there′s no rush

So patronizing
Your back towards the white flag
I know better now
Not to feed myself
What comes out your mouth
Ya


Well I still taste your cigarets
All the love I couldn't catch
By the broken bottles on my steps
Sorrow spill from your lips

Boy you're too young
You′re gonna catch up
But there′s no rush
Walk before you run

Run
Run
Run

Walk before you run

Run
Run
Run

Rounding the final path
Last chance to have your say
Convinced you spared me of
My own naiveté
Twist the cap
Spiral off of the tracks
Anvil swigs between your heart and head


You won't stay young
You′re gonna catch up
Why the rush
Walk before you run

Run
Run
Run

Quick to cut and run

Run
Run
Run