Summer me
roll your head back, smile
Find another nonsense
for us to brawl over
take up, break up, make up
you roll my days up
tie your hair in a tail, wail
say you hate the heat again
grab me, drag me, drop me down
make the world dissappear all around
'cause I've got a date with heaven
and you've got cupons for wings
the lower the better,
the deeper we sink
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