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Maxwell Whitaker - Boys in Dresses Lyrics



Maxwell Whitaker - Boys in Dresses Lyrics




If I were to leave my body
Would you still love me so
Take your wings off of your back
So I can finally see you fly
Did the ocean cry for you
Like I know you cried for me
Put your hands inside my body
Try to pull at the ghost inside
Wear your finest summer dress
We can hide ourselves all day

If I go swimming in your current
Guitar on my knee
Would you kindly watch me fall
Onto my face with glee
I can see you from miles away
Searching for a key
If I find somewhere to bury my body
Will you keep it up with me
And thank the lord for crackpots
They make great accomplices
If I found you a minute later
You'd be much better off
But for now I end my conquest
Of this foreign land
And I hope that you're much safer
In the sand
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If I were to leave my body
Would you still love me so
Take your wings off of your back
So I can finally see you fly
Did the ocean cry for you
Like I know you cried for me
Put your hands inside my body
Try to pull at the ghost inside
Wear your finest summer dress
We can hide ourselves all day

If I go swimming in your current
Guitar on my knee
Would you kindly watch me fall
Onto my face with glee
I can see you from miles away
Searching for a key
If I find somewhere to bury my body
Will you keep it up with me
And thank the lord for crackpots
They make great accomplices
If I found you a minute later
You'd be much better off
But for now I end my conquest
Of this foreign land
And I hope that you're much safer
In the sand
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Writer: Maxwell Whitaker
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Performed By: Maxwell Whitaker
Language: English
Length: 3:03
Written by: Maxwell Whitaker

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