Lyrics

Your California washed away Loved the sound that build the pain Without a friend, without a doubt We walked it off until we drowned Well, at least we got some waves We spit them back, too And now it feels so saturated All their eyes eviscerated All he makes of what's in hand I'll rather be too late Would you hold me? Do it, I think I would Love me? Oh, I know I think I could Your New York's city's up all night Coming down from 99 Love the aroma The city bores, my silly friend Dinner smells and whistling Prepare the sticks, prepare my friends To her leave with all her friends If I'd told you Oh, the light, I know it's so bright But I'd trade if for more, I'd trade it for quiet Would you hold me? Do it, I think I would Love me? Oh, I know I think I could Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose Your right hand, your left brain It's doubting, you're out of control Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose Would you hold me? Do it, I think I would Love me? Oh, I know I think I could Do it, I think I would Love me? Oh, I know I should Do it, I think I would Oh, I know I think I could Your California washed away Loved the sound that build the pain Your New York's city's up all night Coming down from 99 At least we made some waves We spit them back, too
Writer(s): Alexandria Renee Kandel, Lee Matthew Williams, Justin Wilson, Scott Reilly Gardner, Joshua Ryburn Martin, Galen Anthony Jr Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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