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Description
Guitar, Vocals: Awsten Knight
Producer: Awsten Knight
Masterer: Chris Gehringer
Guitar: Geoff Wigington
Additional Production: Jared Poythress
Producer: Julian Bunetta
Additional Vocals: Lucy Landry
Assistant Mix Engineer: Nik Trekov
Drums: Otto Wood
Mixer, Producer: Zakk Cervini
Writer: Awsten Knight
Writer: Julian Bunetta
Lyrics and translation
Original
11 p.m., she walked in with her friends
And now I'm trippin' off the deep end
So call me a Lyft or a black hearse
'Cause I know you'll make my head spin, yeah
And I said, "What's your favorite color?"
She pointed at her waist
And I said, "That's not a color, it's a shade"
She said, "Don't disagree with me"
And then she walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain the look on her face (woo)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funеral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my nеxt mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
3 a.m., she walked in, took a hit
I said, "That shit is gonna kill you"
She kinda smiled and then she blew it in my face
She said, "Well, now you're gonna die too"
I said that you can call me, beep me if you want my skin
She rolled her eyes, and then she said
"I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit"
And then walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain the look on her face
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
Float my way, I'm melting for you
Float my way, I'm melting for you
She walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain, but the look on her face
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
Float my way, I'm melting for you
Float my way, I'm melting for you
English translation
11 p.m., she walked in with her friends
And now I'm trippin' off the deep end
So call me a Lyft or a black hearse
'Cause I know you'll make my head spin, yeah
And I said, "What's your favorite color?"
She pointed at her waist
And I said, "That's not a color, it's a shade"
She said, "Don't disagree with me"
And then she walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain the look on her face (woo)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funеral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my nеxt mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
3 a.m., she walked in, took a hit
I said, "That shit is gonna kill you"
She kinda smiled and then she blew it in my face
She said, "Well, now you're gonna die too"
I said that you can call me, beep me if you want my skin
She rolled her eyes, and then she said
"I know your dying wish is to be baptized in my spit"
And then walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain the look on her face
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
Float my way, I'm melting for you
Float my way, I'm melting for you
She walked away, I didn't get her name
I can't explain, but the look on her face
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
And now it's killing me
I just want you to be my next mistake that I'm gonna make (oh)
She wore a sweater in summer weather, yeah
She wore a sweater, it was funeral grey
Float my way, I'm melting for you
Float my way, I'm melting for you