The English Summer Songtext - The Wombats

The English Summer - The Wombats

Maybe it's the English summer
Maybe it's the atmosphere
But it's got me seeing stars when I'm with you
Maybe this is all theatrics
Maybe it's very clear...
That I'm tripping over your every single move

And there's an animal inside of me
And he's feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
And this awkward feeling is getting in the way

Maybe it's about your future
Maybe it's about your past
But sweetheart it's just the present that needs
Some glue
Maybe I should play the percentage, yeah
Maybe I should do the maths
Because on paper I'm way too soft a touch for you

And there's an animal inside of me
And he's feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game

And there's an animal inside of me
And he's feeding off every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game

And this awkward feeling is getting in the way
And this awkward feeling is getting in the way
And this awkward feeling is begging for you to stay


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