Lyrics: Wilson, Justin / Williams, Lee Matthew / Martin, Joshua Ryburn / Kandel, Alexandria Renee / Smith, Galen Anthony / Gardner, Scott Reilly
Music: Wilson, Justin / Williams, Lee Matthew / Martin, Joshua Ryburn / Kandel, Alexandria Renee / Smith, Galen Anthony / Gardner, Scott Reilly
Your California washed away
Loved the sound that build the pain
Without a friend, without a doubt
We walked it off until we drowned
Well, at least we got some waves
We spit them back, too
And now it feels so saturated
All their eyes eviscerated
All he makes of what's in hand
I'll rather be too late
Would you hold me?
Do it, I think I would
Love me?
Oh, I know I think I could
Your New York's city's up all night
Coming down from 99
Love the aroma
The city bores, my silly friend
Dinner smells and whistling
Prepare the sticks, prepare my friends
To her leave with all her friends
If I'd told you
Oh, the light, I know it's so bright
But I'd trade if for more, I'd trade it for quiet
Would you hold me?
Do it, I think I would
Love me?
Oh, I know I think I could
Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose
Your right hand, your left brain
It's doubting, you're out of control
Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose
Oh, hold me down, it's over now, I suppose
Would you hold me?
Do it, I think I would
Love me?
Oh, I know I think I could
Do it, I think I would
Love me?
Oh, I know I should
Do it, I think I would
Oh, I know I think I could
Your California washed away
Loved the sound that build the pain
Your New York's city's up all night
Coming down from 99
At least we made some waves
We spit them back, too