Here are the modified lyrics with all the bracketed directions removed, the repeated sections filled in so the song is complete, and proper spacing added between the stanzas: White-gold rush, white-gold rush, your mouth tastes like midnight and stardust. Hands on my waist, stars in my blood, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, one little spark and the whole room combusts. Call it romance, call it too much, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White gold. White gold. You hit the room in that blackout dress, static halo, silver on your skin. Shot of heaven, taste of sin, whole damn place bends when you walk in. Said one drink, then we lost the count, gravity flipped and the lights went out. Your fingers sparked across my skin, I saw the trouble… I let it in. Too much pressure, too much heat. One more pulse beneath the beat. Kill the distance, cross the line. Your hands on me, your stars are mine. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, your mouth tastes like midnight and stardust. Hands on my waist, stars in my blood, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, one little spark and the whole room combusts. Call it romance, call it too much, we came for the high, now the high came for us. High came for us. High came for us. Laser lights carving your face into stars, red on your lips, blue on the bar. Somebody passed us a chemical moon, we swallowed the night and abandoned the room. Your heartbeat kicking right through my hand, I stopped pretending I had any plan. Ceiling cracked open, skyline spun, two little planets too close to the sun. Too much pressure, too much heat. One more pulse beneath the beat. Kill the distance, cross the line. Your hands on me, your stars are mine. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, your mouth tastes like midnight and stardust. Hands on my waist, stars in my blood, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, one little spark and the whole room combusts. Call it romance, call it too much, we came for the high, now the high came for us. If morning comes, don’t let it in. I like the world better under your skin. No names. No clocks. No saving face. Just your body bending space. Break me open. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, your mouth tastes like midnight and stardust. Hands on my waist, stars in my blood, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White-gold rush, white-gold rush, one little spark and the whole room combusts. Love me like the universe owes us too much, we came for the high, now the high came for us. White gold. White gold. And the high… came for us.
