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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tafadzwa Mpofu
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tafadzwa Mpofu
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quitall
Producer
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In the backseat, sippin' on regret
Sunset bleeds but we ain't dead yet
Your lips taste like heartbreak and wine
Every time you leave, I press rewind
Cruisin' down the coast, no plan, no rest
Summer never lasts, but we play pretend
Fallin' for a ghost I can't defend
Bleach-blonde hair, attitude on ten
Pulled me in with a cigarette grin
Said love me now
Don't ask where I've been
Took me the pier
Where the sky turned grey
Laughed in the storm
Then pushed me away
Radio low with her feet on the dash
One hand on my chest
Other flicking the ash
In the backseat, sippin' on regret
Sunset bleeds but we ain't dead yet
Your lips taste like heartbreak and wine
Every time you leave, I press rewind
Cruisin' down the coast, no plan, no rest
Summer never lasts, but we play pretend
Fallin' for a ghost I can't defend
You wore my hoodie like a badge of pain
Took Polaroids in the summer rain
Talked 'bout dreams we could never afford
Now we don't talk, just settle the score
Patchwork sleeve and cherry lip gloss
I still taste it every time I'm lost
Back when love was just a song we knew
Now every chorus just sounds like you
In the backseat, sippin' on regret
Sunset bleeds but we ain't dead yet
Your lips taste like heartbreak and wine
Every time you leave, I press rewind
Cruisin' down the coast, no plan, no rest
Summer never lasts, but we play pretend
Fallin' for a ghost I can't defend
Written by: Tafadzwa Mpofu