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Air conditioning is cold
Summer's hot and love is old
I wish I was smaller
A little creepy crawler

There's lovers' sin in this town
Lovers cannot let down
The summer's hot as hell here, you know
If we think we can drink now
We won't stop cause we don't know how

It's cold
But we love how it feels
Alright

I'll sweat it all out, you sweat a lot too
We heart the same, the same black & blue

Oh oh, I wanna catch my death of cold
Oh oh, 'cause I'm scared I'm growing old
Oh oh, oh, don't return the love I gave
Oh oh, oh, you're still my favorite

Troubles win in this town
Troubles don't turn upside down
Oh, they shit on the last bit of fun

There's sin all around
Lovers cannot let down

And tears our bones

There's a man in this town
He's shooting us down
He thinks he's a big man
But he doesn't know anything
About us or anything at all

At night he lies awake and his heart aches
'Cause it's cold, oh, oh old
He sweats it out all the night through
Then he throws up all over me and you

Oh oh, I wanna catch my death of cold
Oh oh, 'cause I'm scared I'm growing old
Oh oh, oh, don't return the love I gave
Oh oh, oh, you're still my favorite

Oh oh, I wanna catch my death of cold
Oh oh, 'cause I'm scared I'm growing old
Oh oh, oh, don't return the love I gave
Oh oh, oh, you're still my favorite

Air conditioning is cold
Summer's hot and love is old
I wish I was even smaller
A little creepy crawler

Air conditioning is cold
Summer's hot and love is old
I wish I was smaller