Summer - L. Martin

Summer

L. Martin

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I feel paralysed

By the weight of lies

That have brought me home

To a place I know

In my mother's room

Is where I first met you

Sitting on the chair

My thoughts are everywhere

Maybe we will make it through till summer

And maybe we will get to know each other

Shape shift

Why do you always come and waste it

You're 27 in the basement

Yelling why you haven't made it

Patient

We're still so young there's time to waste it

We're making rules so we can break it

So here's your chance go out and take it

Maybe we will make it through till summer

And maybe we will get to know each other

Maybe we will make it through till summer

And maybe we will get to know each other

- It's already the end -