Popsicles
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โฑ๏ธ 4:01 duration
๐ ID: 7108919
๐ Lyrics
Indian summer, how much more can I take?
I'm begging for the heat to break
My throat is parched, my skin is red
Fan blowing on my face in a sweat-soaked bed
Fall is a daydream from when I was young
Backpacks, bonfires, cool in the sun
Crickets and kisses beneath the moon
Sneaking upstairs to my bedroom
If I could take back just one thing
I'd rewind to the last day of spring
You held my hand and squeezed it hard
We walked until the streets got dark
Gave me some new book to read
Sayin' I hope you find what you need
And just like that we're the broken-hearted
Just like that, my fever started
And the green grass turned to sand
The sky filled with a haze
We thought we wanted freedom
But what we got were these dog days
And our lonely hearts are lazy, sipping a stranger's salty kiss
Begging for a body, we'll take anything we can get
Labor Day weekend, 90 degrees
A bottle of beer between my knees
A smoke, a sigh, a sideways glance
He's not the type to ask me to dance
Not the type to hold my hand
But he once played in some famous band
An empty pool, we both take a dive
We leave that party for a drive
But his hands are like sandpaper
His eyes are dark and dull
Months of dehydration have really taken their toll
And our tangled torsos tighten as we're movin' out and in
He leaves before the traffic, and I'm burning up again
And I'm angry when he leaves me
I love, they love me not
Popsicle to my temples, I'm so fucking hot
And I'm frustrated forever about the air that hangs around
Waftin' around my apartment, I can't cool down
Indian summer, how much more can I take?
Just waiting for the heat to break
I'm begging for the heat to break
My throat is parched, my skin is red
Fan blowing on my face in a sweat-soaked bed
Fall is a daydream from when I was young
Backpacks, bonfires, cool in the sun
Crickets and kisses beneath the moon
Sneaking upstairs to my bedroom
If I could take back just one thing
I'd rewind to the last day of spring
You held my hand and squeezed it hard
We walked until the streets got dark
Gave me some new book to read
Sayin' I hope you find what you need
And just like that we're the broken-hearted
Just like that, my fever started
And the green grass turned to sand
The sky filled with a haze
We thought we wanted freedom
But what we got were these dog days
And our lonely hearts are lazy, sipping a stranger's salty kiss
Begging for a body, we'll take anything we can get
Labor Day weekend, 90 degrees
A bottle of beer between my knees
A smoke, a sigh, a sideways glance
He's not the type to ask me to dance
Not the type to hold my hand
But he once played in some famous band
An empty pool, we both take a dive
We leave that party for a drive
But his hands are like sandpaper
His eyes are dark and dull
Months of dehydration have really taken their toll
And our tangled torsos tighten as we're movin' out and in
He leaves before the traffic, and I'm burning up again
And I'm angry when he leaves me
I love, they love me not
Popsicle to my temples, I'm so fucking hot
And I'm frustrated forever about the air that hangs around
Waftin' around my apartment, I can't cool down
Indian summer, how much more can I take?
Just waiting for the heat to break
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:10.81] Indian summer, how much more can I take?
[00:13.67] I'm begging for the heat to break
[00:16.29] My throat is parched, my skin is red
[00:18.79] Fan blowing on my face in a sweat-soaked bed
[00:21.69] Fall is a daydream from when I was young
[00:24.72] Backpacks, bonfires, cool in the sun
[00:27.43] Crickets and kisses beneath the moon
[00:29.99] Sneaking upstairs to my bedroom
[00:33.32]
[00:36.84]
[00:43.66] If I could take back just one thing
[00:46.44] I'd rewind to the last day of spring
[00:49.10] You held my hand and squeezed it hard
[00:51.79] We walked until the streets got dark
[00:54.82] Gave me some new book to read
[00:57.19] Sayin' I hope you find what you need
[00:59.96] And just like that we're the broken-hearted
[01:02.92] Just like that, my fever started
[01:10.72] And the green grass turned to sand
[01:13.73] The sky filled with a haze
[01:16.60] We thought we wanted freedom
[01:18.87] But what we got were these dog days
[01:21.75] And our lonely hearts are lazy, sipping a stranger's salty kiss
[01:27.64] Begging for a body, we'll take anything we can get
[01:35.97]
[01:38.62] Labor Day weekend, 90 degrees
[01:41.45] A bottle of beer between my knees
[01:43.90] A smoke, a sigh, a sideways glance
[01:46.78] He's not the type to ask me to dance
[01:49.46] Not the type to hold my hand
[01:51.98] But he once played in some famous band
[01:55.04] An empty pool, we both take a dive
[01:57.69] We leave that party for a drive
[02:00.42] But his hands are like sandpaper
[02:03.35] His eyes are dark and dull
[02:06.16] Months of dehydration have really taken their toll
[02:11.12] And our tangled torsos tighten as we're movin' out and in
[02:17.05] He leaves before the traffic, and I'm burning up again
[02:22.35] And I'm angry when he leaves me
[02:24.94] I love, they love me not
[02:27.98] Popsicle to my temples, I'm so fucking hot
[02:33.04] And I'm frustrated forever about the air that hangs around
[02:38.99] Waftin' around my apartment, I can't cool down
[02:48.37]
[03:39.32] Indian summer, how much more can I take?
[03:44.34] Just waiting for the heat to break
[03:50.58]
[00:13.67] I'm begging for the heat to break
[00:16.29] My throat is parched, my skin is red
[00:18.79] Fan blowing on my face in a sweat-soaked bed
[00:21.69] Fall is a daydream from when I was young
[00:24.72] Backpacks, bonfires, cool in the sun
[00:27.43] Crickets and kisses beneath the moon
[00:29.99] Sneaking upstairs to my bedroom
[00:33.32]
[00:36.84]
[00:43.66] If I could take back just one thing
[00:46.44] I'd rewind to the last day of spring
[00:49.10] You held my hand and squeezed it hard
[00:51.79] We walked until the streets got dark
[00:54.82] Gave me some new book to read
[00:57.19] Sayin' I hope you find what you need
[00:59.96] And just like that we're the broken-hearted
[01:02.92] Just like that, my fever started
[01:10.72] And the green grass turned to sand
[01:13.73] The sky filled with a haze
[01:16.60] We thought we wanted freedom
[01:18.87] But what we got were these dog days
[01:21.75] And our lonely hearts are lazy, sipping a stranger's salty kiss
[01:27.64] Begging for a body, we'll take anything we can get
[01:35.97]
[01:38.62] Labor Day weekend, 90 degrees
[01:41.45] A bottle of beer between my knees
[01:43.90] A smoke, a sigh, a sideways glance
[01:46.78] He's not the type to ask me to dance
[01:49.46] Not the type to hold my hand
[01:51.98] But he once played in some famous band
[01:55.04] An empty pool, we both take a dive
[01:57.69] We leave that party for a drive
[02:00.42] But his hands are like sandpaper
[02:03.35] His eyes are dark and dull
[02:06.16] Months of dehydration have really taken their toll
[02:11.12] And our tangled torsos tighten as we're movin' out and in
[02:17.05] He leaves before the traffic, and I'm burning up again
[02:22.35] And I'm angry when he leaves me
[02:24.94] I love, they love me not
[02:27.98] Popsicle to my temples, I'm so fucking hot
[02:33.04] And I'm frustrated forever about the air that hangs around
[02:38.99] Waftin' around my apartment, I can't cool down
[02:48.37]
[03:39.32] Indian summer, how much more can I take?
[03:44.34] Just waiting for the heat to break
[03:50.58]