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I'm roastin
I'm fryin
I'm burnin up outside
Sometimes its so hot
I can hardly breathe
My throat craves ice cold water
Its just so dry
The summer heat of Davis is flowing
Its glowing
Blinding my eyes
The sky blue sky
So blue, so high
Like the trees around me
With their lime-green leaves
Falling to the ground
As i sit under this shade
People ride bikes everyday
And crisp under the golden sun
I'm about to melt away