Waxahatchee - "Catfish"

Don't forget to subscribe for more great exclusive videos: http://dongiovanni.co/subscribe Purchase American Weekend: http://dongiovanni.co/americanweekend Lyrics: Crave, desolate, you dive in, we follow along I contrive you with whiskey and sam cooke songs And we lay on our backs, soaking wet Below a static tv set Conversation flows, counting shooting stars and catfish But I'll never make a wish Barefoot, parking lot Getting high in portland, or We echo 17 and we glue it back and poke fun And it gets real quiet, I don't care Darting with moonshine, truth or dare I say just what I'm thinking and secondguess instantly And you laugh at me We stick to our slow motion memory Its 1 in the morning and 90 degrees And though now it is hovering darkly over me It'll look just like heaven when I get up and leave You're a ghost and I can't breathe Web: http://dgrecords.com/ Instagram:   / dongiovannirecords   Facebook:   / dongiovannirecords