Sweater Weather
- Slaves (2014)You are listening to the song Sweater Weather by Slaves, writer by Jesse Rutherford;Zach Abels;Jeremy Freedman in album Punk Goes Pop, Vol. 6. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
1. All I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand
In California with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Let's have an adventure
Head in the clouds but my gravity's centered
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours
You in those little high-waisted shorts, oh
She knows what I think about
And what I think about
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no.
[Chorus:]
'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater.
2. And if I may just take your breath away
I don't mind if there's not much to say
Sometimes the silence guides our minds
So move to a place so far away
The goose bumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love to taste, yeah.
These hearts adore
Everyone the other beats hardest for
Inside this place is warm
Outside it starts to pour.
Coming down
One love, two mouths
One love, one house
No shirt, no blouse
Just us, you find out
Nothing that I wouldn't wanna tell you about, no, no, no.
[Chorus:]
'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater. [x2]
Whoa, whoa...
Whoa, whoa... whoa
Whoa, whoa... [2x]
[Chorus:]
'Cause it's too cold
For you here and now
So let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater.
It's too cold
For you here and now
Let me hold
Both your hands in the holes of my sweater.
It's too cold
It's too cold
The holes of my sweater...
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