Текст песни Tan Lines - Porches

Tan Lines

I'll come around in spring
Fuck everything
Hot river and a cold sweat
And I twist the knives that got so thick
Oh...

Cry about it April
But let it all go
Come June I come Colorado
Spit gas and a healthy

Oh...

'Cause I've been dreamin' different ways to die, ways to die
'Cause I just wanna be your tan lines, tan lines

Count off to ten

Dead trees and the beads on your breast
I breathe in another cigarette
Oh...

Pumpkin where you thaw
I'll mock your jaw
Bar stools and a glass of red wine
If you touch me I think it will be fine
Oh...

Cause I've been dreamin' different ways to die, ways to die
Cause I just wanna be your tan lines, tan lines
Tan lines, Tan lines