The Real Zebos - Fake Jewelry

I was hoping these palm trees
Were tall and thick enough
To hide me for the night

I just wanted a place
Where I could hear the ocean waves
I guess not

I just
Wanted a place where I could lay
And be alone
Away from home
Away from home

What more could you want
We gave you everything
What more could you need
You've got the beaches at your feet
And you're every part of me
Every morning you could drift away
Every morning you could drift away

It's a new day
You've got fresh legs
And a washed face
Still, something plagues me
Still, something plagues me

I'm tired of all these pretty faces
Sand so fine it's got no character
A little more than blunt complacence
The tide takes your castles either way
I'm a connoisseur of your body warmth
I wanna take a tour of the coastline

I want cave side, cliff dive, shark bite, white light
I want cave side
Shark bite

What more could you want
We gave you everything
What more could you need
You've got the beaches at your feet
I gave you every part of me

What more could you want
We gave you everything
What more could you need
You've got the beaches at your feet
And you're every part of me
Every morning you could drift away
Every morning you could drift away

Our hands are turning green
From our fake jewelry
I need a patch of shade
Or an ounce of rain
To get through the day

Written by:
Connor Brandt, Jordan Gaul

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