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Feels Like Summer Lyrics

Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers got grace
And some summers are all over the place, oh godddd
They started talking in the slow songs where the couples pair off
Those cellar shows could get so intimate
She felt faint, they made an escape
He swears it's an act, but she'll never admit to that

Our scene was tight so they never swapped numbers
They kept falling together like...
Fell into cubicles, fell into bad habits
A summer of bands, would have thought they were lovers

Carve this map of all you lack
I'm here to buy my weekends back
Eager to please, looks desperate to me
Dazed and terror-struck, down on yr knees
Heartstrings will pull nostalgia
But honestly it feels like summer
So tonight he is the boy who'll never drink again
She is the girl who has but drunk it all
They've had others, university lovers
But nothing compares to the sound of the summer

And ever. Since college. Where doubt was. Abolished.
We're safe in the knowledge. It's honest.

She stole a poster every time they went back
A summer of bands never knew what they soundtracked

Carve this map of all you lack
I'm here to buy my weekends back
Eager to please, looks desperate to me
Dazed and terror-struck, down on yr knees
Heartstrings will pull nostalgia
But honestly it feels like...
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers
Some summers, some summers got grace
And some summers are all over the place, oh godddd

Carve this map of all you lack
I'm here to buy my weekends back
Eager to please, looks desperate to me
Dazed and terror-struck, down on yr knees
Heartstrings will pull nostalgia
But honestly it feels like summer...
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