Rush & Fever by Nation of Language

we’ll never find ourselves so in love

crush my love
leave it there
curse the heart
causing it

I could always find you sitting there
with you second hand malaise
I looked at you with a rush and fever
that melts my teeth away

save us, save us saints from above
why would I say what I would want

we’ll never find ourselves so in love

they say “how can people find what I can never find”
“how can people find what I can never find”
we were supposed to feel young in the heart

I could always find you sitting there
with you second hand malaise
I looked at you with a rush and fever
that melts my teeth away

save us, save us saints from above
why would I say what I would want

‘cause I remember when you couldn’t find the time

save me, save me, save my soul
I couldn’t find you there
and what are these tasteless moments but
wandering in wasted air
save me, save my soul
I couldn’t find you there

‘cause I remember when you couldn’t find the time

save me, save me, save my soul
I couldn’t find you there

• Rock
• post-punk
• synthesizer
• United States