Ice Cream
Beyond the pines are the breeze I shoot
There's a place where I undo
And it happens all the time
I'm immune to goodbyes, oh
Swiss watch and a baseball cap
Won't go far with a face like that
Still they keep me wanting more
A church with a locked door
You keep me wanting more
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I take it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
Art imitates life again
Rose and I used to be friends
We'd hand out from time to time
When we could toe the line, oh
What I lack in humility
My ego pays back to me
And it keeps me wanting more
A church with a locked door
You keep me wanting more
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I take it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I'm taking it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
There's a place where I undo
And it happens all the time
I'm immune to goodbyes, oh
Swiss watch and a baseball cap
Won't go far with a face like that
Still they keep me wanting more
A church with a locked door
You keep me wanting more
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I take it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
Art imitates life again
Rose and I used to be friends
We'd hand out from time to time
When we could toe the line, oh
What I lack in humility
My ego pays back to me
And it keeps me wanting more
A church with a locked door
You keep me wanting more
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I take it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
Everything gets blurry, am I right where you want me?
Melting like an ice cream in the sun
He's low and she's high, but I'm taking it offline
Is there really such a thing as too much fun?
An ice cream in the sun
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Murphy, Tord Knudsen, Daniel Haggis
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Oh! The Ocean
- My Head Is Not My Friend
- Sorry I'm Late, I Didn't Want To Come - Single
- Dressed to Kill
- Running Up That Hill (triple j Like A Version)
- I Think My Mind Has Made Its Mind Up
- I Think My Mind Has Made Its Mind Up - Single
- Is This What It Feels Like to Feel Like This?
- Fix Yourself, Not the World
- Method to the Madness (Remixes)
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