Tim Woodcock - Gold Dust lyrics

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Tim Woodcock - Gold Dust lyrics

[Hook] It's like gold dust You hear me coming through your speakers You see me mashing up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound It's like gold dust Ya hear me coming through your speakers You see me blagging up your airwaves I know you can't get enough of my sound [Verse 1] There's no place to hurt yourself - he fight - I'm gonna get it Tallest running for me, baby, you're gonna regret it I can't understand why you can't free yourself, or let it go, go, go, go Got you in my Palm, now listen good, you can't escape it Bring you to ma world and hold you, see if you can take it Don't you be afraid, I know you're strong enough to make it go, go, go, go [Hook] [Verse 2] Everything your life's been searching for's in this direction Come a little closer, don't you feel the intersection? We gon' take you down and then we gon' keep you sweating, go, go, go, go Take you two around, you never known it's non-existent You won't hear it coming, no matter how hard you listen Can't predict the highway, bring a replay our position, go, go, go, go [Bridge] I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa I don't know where you run from, what you're running from, whoa Oh, you won't bring up yourself on fly [Verse 3] People, put your hands up in the air, I know you like it Don't you fight it, I can see you're high and all excited Flying through the night, we going up, better hold tight it go, go, go, go Now we got the starline and the g-tha to desire Let me see you jump up, come on, with me - let's go higher Climbing up the speakers, we gonna set this place on fire, go, go, go [Hook] [Bridge] You keep running and you're running And you're running and you're running away, away, away, boy You keep running and you're running And you're running and you're running away, away, away You keep running and you're running And you're running and you're running away, away, away, boy You keep running and you're running And you're running and you're running away, go, go, go This is gold dust

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