Motorcycle - As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] Lyrics
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As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit]
As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] By Motorcycle?
Traveling somewhere
Could be anywhere There's a coldness in the air But I don't care We drift deeper Life goes on We drift deeper Into the sound Traveling somewhere Could be anywhere There's a coldness in the air Yeah, but I don't care We drift deeper into the song Life goes on We drift deeper into the sound Feeling strong So bring it on, so bring it on Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes So bring it on, so bring it on We drift deeper into the song Life goes on We drift deeper into the sound Feeling strong So bring it on, so bring it on Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes Embrace me, surround me As the rush comes As the rush comes As the rush comes As the rush comes As the rush comes |
Who Wrote As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] By Motorcycle?
David Dresden, Jes Brieden, Josh Damon Gabriel
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What's The Duration Of The As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] By Motorcycle?The duration of As the Rush Comes [Radio Edit] is 3:34 minutes and seconds. |
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