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summer of ’16 - Bea Miller
Lyrics by:Justin Tranter/Daniel Crean/Shawn Wasabi/Bea Miller
Composed by:Justin Tranter/Daniel Crean/Shawn Wasabi/Bea Miller
Produced by:Daniel Crean/Oak Felder/Shawn Wasabi
Remember the way that we were self-important
In a hurricane still chasing waves outside
Crossed fingers to buy cheap bottles of wine
'Cause my fake ID was just a picture of some guy
I guess you could say that we were asking for it
'Cause all glory days they got to end some time
Category 9 we all should have died
But at seventeen that only makes you feel alive
I miss you I wish you were here with me
To hold and indulge my nostalgia spree
Please I'm
I'm on my knees for summer of '16
I used to cry when nothing was the matter
But now nothing matters and I never cry
Just toeing the line and when I feel fine
Sometimes I pretend my heart could break like the first time
I miss you I wish you were here with me
To hold and indulge my nostalgia spree
Please I'm
I'm on my knees for summer of '16
I miss you I wish you still lived next door
Come over get stoned like we did before
Please I'm
I'm on my knees for summer of '16
I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days
Before you've actually left them
I've been thinking 'bout you 'bout us
But now we're older and you never come around
I miss you I wish you were here with me
To hold and indulge my nostalgia spree
Please I'm
I'm on my knees for summer of '16
I miss you I wish you still lived next door
Come over get stoned like we did before
Please I'm
I'm on my knees for summer of '16
Someone should write a song about that