Backseat letra

Are you bored, are you happy
I’ve put off the calls for weeks, for months
And they pulled up like a robbery, hey
A trip in the golden hour

I think you know where we’re going

The summer’s in bloom love
You oughta see it go
I know it stress you out though

You picked the shirt that I'm wearing, now time will tear it
Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
I let it happen

I dangle my feet off the steep end
I watch the group swim the river out
And I felt some type of way

And I’ll drag my body up the stairs, up the loft
Therе’s a lot of people therе that I love
Laughing at the cues when I'm not
I miss your wit awful much

The summer’s in bloom love
You oughta see it go
I know it stress you out though

You picked the shirt that I'm wearing, now time will tear it
Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
I let it happen

I dangle my feet off the steep end
I watch the group swim the river out
And I felt some type of way

Augustine - Letras

• A Scent Of Lily
• Awful Lot Of Time
• Backseat
• Blackbird's Song
• Canvas
• Coals
• Coast
• Easy
• Fatigue
• Fires
• Flashes Of Yellow
• For a Moment
• Fragrance
• Friends
• Guts
• Heartbeats
• Luzon
• Photographic Soul
• Picking Up Speed
• Prom
• Run Alone
• Silver Moon
• Slacks
• Summer Wine
• Sweet Love
• Viola
• Wings
• Wishful Thinking