Backseat Songtext
von Augustine

Are you bored, are you happy
I′ve put off the calls for weeks, for months
And they pulled up like a robbery, hey
A trip in the golden hour
I think you know where we're going

The summer′s in bloom love
You oughta see it go
I know it stress you out, though

You picked the shirt that I'm wearing
Now time will tear it, oh
Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
I let it happen, oh


Now I dangle my feet off the steep end
I watch the group swim the river out
And I felt some type of way

And I'll drag my body up the stairs, up the loft
There′s a lot of people there that I love
Laughing at the cues when I′m not
I miss your wit awful much

The summer's in bloom love
You oughta see it go
I know it stress you out, though

You picked the shirt that I′m wearing
Now time will tear it, oh
Blue sleepy days, dirty evenings
I let it happen, oh

Now I dangle my feet off the steep end
I watch the group swim the river out
And I felt some type of way