Lyrics Heatstroke Summer - Charlotte Rose Benjamin

Heatstroke summer yellow was the color
Cowboy and corona, but the beat goes on and on
And on

Radio silence, man I miss my friends
Wanna talk until it's out and I got nothing left inside of my brain
Can't prepare for death anyway
Ahhhh

In my dreams
It's New Years Eve
I used to feel
Alive sometimes
It's all my fault
That we don't speak
I'm sorry 'bout the other night

Talkin' on the phone
Now you wanna hit the road
Free man in LA I guess I finally have to leave you alone
Alone

Shower beer me, if you can hear me
I don't wanna die without a blue check, baby I tried
Give it all up at 35
Ahhhh

Blue and bleak
A fantasy
I used to feel
Alive sometimes
I'm old and dumb
And losing sleep
At least you
Can't say I didn't try

Heatstroke summer, man it's such a bummer
Cowboy and corona, but the beat goes on and on
And on
Ahhhh