Boxes
Sunrise down from the street
I get, get what you mean
I'm all covered in sand
Gotta wash, wash on the stream
You've got some memories
I've forgotten 'em all
This hazy memory
The first steps of summer
And we fall under
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I want you to squeeze me, hold me and bleed me
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I know you better than my own mama
Oh, my love
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
Sunrise down from the street
I get, get what you mean
I'm all covered in sand
Gotta wash, wash on the stream
You've got some memories
I've forgotten 'em all
This hazy memory
The first steps of summer
And we fall under
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I want you to squeeze me, hold me and bleed me
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I know you better than my own mama
Oh, my love
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
I know you better than my own mama
Yes I do, yes I do
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
I get, get what you mean
I'm all covered in sand
Gotta wash, wash on the stream
You've got some memories
I've forgotten 'em all
This hazy memory
The first steps of summer
And we fall under
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I want you to squeeze me, hold me and bleed me
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I know you better than my own mama
Oh, my love
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
Sunrise down from the street
I get, get what you mean
I'm all covered in sand
Gotta wash, wash on the stream
You've got some memories
I've forgotten 'em all
This hazy memory
The first steps of summer
And we fall under
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I want you to squeeze me, hold me and bleed me
This glowing sun won't bring me one, bring me one
I know you better than my own mama
Oh, my love
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
I know you better than my own mama
Yes I do, yes I do
You take all my pressure and put it in boxes
Oh, my love
Oh, oh, my love
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Edgeley, David Jakes, Mark Trotter, Andrew Bushen, Ross Smithwick
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