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