Ten Hands High - 6 Weeks

We lived that summer love sound
But Danny Zuko’s not who you’ve found
Woah, I don’t wanna call it a fling
But you’re not my everything
6 weeks of fucking around
We both said we don’t wanna get tied down
Woah, I don’t wanna call it a fling
But you’re not my everything
We know it’s all a fantasy
I think you’re just afraid to see
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
Need to see reality
Cause we don’t wanna fall to deep
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
Of course I’m a bit gutted now it’s done
But it doesn’t feel right without the sun
Woah, I don’t wanna call it a fling
But you’re not my everything
We know it’s all a fantasy
I think you’re just afraid to see
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
Need to see reality
Cause we don’t wanna fall to deep
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
I’m not your world
You’re blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
Blinded by our love it’s on fire
We know it’s all a fantasy
I think you’re just afraid to see
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
Need to see reality
Cause we don’t wanna fall to deep
You’re my summer girl
And I’m not your world
(I’m not your world)
I’m not your world
(I’m not your world)

Written by:
Alexi Buckingham, Finn O'Connor, Joe Boulton, Tom Vietri

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