Ari Wilde - Song Of The Summer Lyrics

I keep the lights on
To tell myself I'm home
A home built from the bones
Of father and mother
I hope rhat sex tastes like sangria
Cause I miss one and not the other

Cause I need to cut my hair again
Ready for a hot boy summer
If you see my doppelganger
Remember to give him your number
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
Buried in long nights under covers I'm filthy
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
All wide-eyed and Catholic guilty

I read the Testaments
To feel something permanent
A different kind of discontent
At least once I had a purpose
I hope God doesn't need my services
Cause I no longer believe that I am worthy

Cause I need to cut my hair again
Ready for a hot boy summer
If you see my doppelganger
Remember to give him your number
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
Buried in long nights under covers I'm filthy
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
All wide-eyed and Catholic guilty

And the very thing that always felt the most appealing
Is trying to escape my own mind enhancing each one of my feelings
And the very thing that would make each one of my days
Is having the whole world in my hands and throwing it away

Cause I need to cut my hair again
Ready for a hot boy summer
If you see my doppelganger
Remember to give him your number
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
Buried in long nights under covers I'm filthy
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
All wide-eyed and Catholic guilty

Cause I need to cut my hair again
Ready for a hot boy summer
If you see my doppelganger
Remember to give him your number
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
Buried in long nights under covers I'm filthy
Cause I couldn't be what you wanted me to be
All wide-eyed and Catholic guilty