Letras
It was August or December
When all of us got caught
We were laughing
You weren't laughing
Or maybe you
Just forgot
Had too much of a good thing
Tried not to get caught watching
Girls in bras and jeans
Like a collage cut from magazines
Virgins taken by reality
Long gone before dawn
Give us back our fever dreams
Baptize us in the sweet chlorine
Promised us the silver screen
But never turned the camera on
Not the only ones
Growing old too young
Purple tiles and settled waters
Don't dive in
It's just five feet
We kinda like you watching sorta
But it's the chemicals
That make us weak
Oh you could almost touch us
Too bad you're drowning in your headrush
Girls in bras and jeans
Like a collage cut from magazines
Virgins taken by reality
Long gone before dawn
Give us back our fever dreams
Baptize us in the blue chlorine
Promised us the silver screen
But never turned the camera on
Not the only ones
Growing old too young
Right here
Hot cool and dumb
Trying to let you play the chosen one
See through silk
In the right light
Dripping hair
And denim tight
Yeah we're right here
Hot cool and dumb
Trying to let you play the chosen one
See through silk
In the right light
Dripping hair
And denim tight
Tell me baby
Do you like these
Girls in bras and jeans
Like a collage cut from magazines
Virgins taken by reality
Long gone before dawn
Give us back our fever dreams
Baptize us in the sweet chlorine
Promised us the silver screen