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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Max Frost
Max Frost
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Frost
Max Frost
Songwriter
Grant Yarber
Grant Yarber
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Frost
Max Frost
Producer
Miles Walker
Miles Walker
Mixing Engineer
YOG$
YOG$
Producer

Lyrics

Way before I grew up, baby, I mean last year Funny how a good summer flies into a fast year We were in the low down, we were in the deep cut Always runnin' from wildfires and burnin' trees up I remember seatbelts, hot to the touch But never hotter than how we felt Hot as our feet, on concrete, grabbin' seashells Hangin' at the beach, while you poured your lovin' down all over me You know that I got regrets But I burn those shits like cigarettes Because something's out of place Something's out of place I wish we could just reset Can we pick up back to where we left? Can we put the pieces back together, now? Back in the summer When we were lovers And we had real big dreams in our heads We were together Called it forever Even though all good times have an end Wish that I could go back again (Back in the summer) We were watchin' reruns, listenin' to Coldplay Singin' out Yellow, never farther from a cold day Cereal for breakfast, sippin' on refreshments Even though I'm drivin' slow, I always miss the exit Carvin' on a tree trunk, masters of the tank up They couldn't beat us Makin' up for all night long, even if we drunk Even when the lease was up, I tried to pick the pieces up You know that I got regrets But I burn those shits like cigarettes Because something's out of place Something's out of place I wish we could just reset Can we pick up back to where we left? Can we put the pieces back together, now? Back in the summer When we were lovers And we had real big dreams in our heads We were together Called it forever Even though all good times have an end Wish that I could go back again (Back in the summer) (Back in the summer)
Writer(s): Grant Nolan Yarber, Max Frost Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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