Khaki Cuffs - 877-63-Cookie
Strawberry shortcake makes me think of you cause I know you hate that shitI'll eat it every night until I puke
It's like the old movies with James Dean we watched when we were kids
Just aren't doing the same thing for you
Now I'm trading in my sunburnt knees
For cargo shorts and skinny jeans
This year, I won't let you get to me
I wanna jump through the flames of the fireworks we set off in your driveway
Just to feel the burning on my skin again
I wanna be the one who's covered in your warpaint
Driving 65 on route 13 again
Written by:
Brody Hamilton
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