Lyrics: Victoria Backle
Music: Victoria Backle
Sweet suburban girl, big city dreams
I miss the simple days we'd hang on Buckrow Beach
I'll overexpose these images
We'll drink 'till the sun or winter comes again
We'll drink 'till the sun or winter comes again
Ah, she begs like she knows I can't say no
She moves like the fire in my soul
She swears she's getting out of Buckrow
She moves like the ocean
She moves like the ocean
But when the smoke clears, will you see me?
When the last wave crashes on Buckrow Beach.
She ripped apart my innocence
Oh, teenage love doesn't make much sense.
I'll overexpose these images
We'll drink 'till the sun or winter comes again
We'll drink 'till the sun or winter comes again
Ah, she begs like she knows I can't say no
She moves like the fire in my soul
She swears she's getting out of Buckrow
She moves like the ocean
She moves like the ocean
But when the smoke clears, will you see me?
When the last wave crashes on Buckrow Beach.
But when the smoke clears, will you see me?
When the last wave crashes on Buckrow
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
We're still wild
We're still wild
We're still wild
I got a taste of sin and sand, it's always reeling, shaking in my head
Never be that good again
I want to be the one you can't forget
I got a taste of sin and sand, it's always reeling, shaking in my head
Never be that good again
I want to be the one you can't forget
I got a taste of sin and sand, it's always reeling, shaking in my head
Never be that good again
I want to be the one you can't forget