Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
NITTI
NITTI
Performer
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Cozine
Nick Cozine
Songwriter
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Songwriter
Richard Cook Mears IV
Richard Cook Mears IV
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
NITTI
NITTI
Producer
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Dylan Matthew Scheidt
Producer

Lyrics

Running up the mileage Feeling like a pilot Flying down the PCH, mmm-mmm And if I'm being honest On that summer night in August Yeah, I can still remember how those red lips tasted, tasted And how the back of the Jeep was 100 degrees And me touching the skin through the rips inside your jeans You see, hate the sand, love the beach But I'll be there if you promise me That you'll be the only one to drive me crazy And I need something more than simple safety Don't just let me go, I need something more Do you need someone who can drive you crazy? Every time I pass the ocean It pulls me right back to the moment And when you think about me does it come in waves? It does for me And how the back of the Jeep was 100 degrees And me touching the skin through the rips inside your jeans You see, hate the sand, love the beach But I'll be there if you promise me That you'll be the only one to drive me crazy And I need something more than simple safety Don't just let me go, I need something more Do you need someone who can drive you crazy? Someone who can drive you crazy
Writer(s): Dylan Matthews, Nick Cozine, Richard Cook Mears Iv Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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