Sweater Weather – The Neighbourhood


*lighter noise* *guitar strum* *water bottle noises* All I am is a man I want the world in my hands I hate the beach but i stand in california with my toes in the sand use the sleeves of my sweater let’s have an adventure head in the clouds, but my gravity centered touch my neck and i’ll touch yours you & those little high waisted shorts oh she knows what I think about, and what I think about, one love, two mouths one love, one house, no shirt no blouse, just us, you find out nothing I wouldn’t wanna tell you about, no cause it’s too ~cold~ for you here and now, so let me ~hold~ both your hands in the holes of my sweater and I may just take your breath away, I don’t mind if there’s not much to say, sometimes the silence guides our minds to move to a place so far away, yeah goosebumps start to raise the minute that my left hand meets your waist and then i watch your face, put my finger on your tongue cause you love the taste, yeah these hearts adore, every other beat the other one beats for inside it’s safe and warm outside it starts to pour coming down one love two mouths, one love, one house no shirt, no blouse just us, you find out, nothing I wouldn’t wanna tell you about, no no cause it’s too ~cold~ for you, here and now, so let me ~hold~ both your hands in the holes of my sweater oh ~woah~ cause it’s too cold for you here, so now just let me hold both your hands in the holes, oh it’s too cold for you here, and now so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater and it’s too cold it’s too cold the holes of my sweater *guitar noise*

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