Summer Clothes
Justin and I have got the windows down
The AC is busted, it's hotter than hell
But I hate myself a little less
When the salt air hits my skin
Sat on the benches when the shops had closed
Saw the ferris wheel light through your Marlboro smoke
And I sorta fumbled through playing Steadier Footing
Steadier Footing
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
Met up with strangers around 2 a.m
The beach is deserted
It's just us and them
And the batteries that can't get the stereo
Through one God damn song
Swam out so deep we probably should've died
Too young and too dumb and too fed up with life
But when you grab my ankles
The two of us still aren't tall enough to touch the bottom
Aren't tall enough to touch the bottom
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
We're floating on our backs
We're staring at the stars
Or the ones we can see through the light pollution
Then we all pretend that if we squint real hard
We can make out the shape of the space station
And some lonely astronaut will smile back at us
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
And I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
The AC is busted, it's hotter than hell
But I hate myself a little less
When the salt air hits my skin
Sat on the benches when the shops had closed
Saw the ferris wheel light through your Marlboro smoke
And I sorta fumbled through playing Steadier Footing
Steadier Footing
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
Met up with strangers around 2 a.m
The beach is deserted
It's just us and them
And the batteries that can't get the stereo
Through one God damn song
Swam out so deep we probably should've died
Too young and too dumb and too fed up with life
But when you grab my ankles
The two of us still aren't tall enough to touch the bottom
Aren't tall enough to touch the bottom
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
We're floating on our backs
We're staring at the stars
Or the ones we can see through the light pollution
Then we all pretend that if we squint real hard
We can make out the shape of the space station
And some lonely astronaut will smile back at us
Oh, I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
And I love the glow
Of you in your summer clothes
Coming down the parkway
Leaving the city
Shaking off the cold
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Jason Campbell, Matthew Paul Brasch, Kenneth Alrich Cavaliere, Michael Dominic Kennedy, Joshua James Martin, Nicholas Steinborn
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