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Testo: Sweatshirt Weather. With High Hopes. Live It Up.


You've seen the mountains meet the sea
take me there oh take me there
i'd give you everything
to feel the california air
i'll leave this town, leave this town
like any sane man should
with the shirt on my back i'll leave at dawn
take this to hollywood

so we'll sing this song til our voices are shot
holding on to what we've got
we're gonna take these nights we were alive at last
summers come
so lets stay up late and have another round
cause in the morning we'll be skipping town
gonna live it up and let go
sleep it off its all we know

well i've seen the desert reach the sky
miles gone, oh god I'm done
just let this go
the salty breeze of highway one
i take it in, oh i take it in
as i fall to my knees
the LA haze and the motel days
reminding me i'm free

take a night off keep your oldest friends near
hold on clear your mind of this year
what we left turns to stories and songs
in the end we'll all just sing along
Sweatshirt Weather