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[Chorus]
I talk in the moonlight, this don't feel like, this don't feel like
Summertime, yeah, sick of summertime, so sick of summer—

[Verse]
So many [?], I let the rain drop on dirty water
The biggest thing to me, I can't see you suffer
I get the ruling sound, it was under covers
Pressure when the eyes that your head hurts, I think nothing really matters
Especially when you tell me that I don't matter, roll back the flaming dish straight onto the bladder
When I make a song, I express my pain in it
When you make a song, everything was fake in it
It was easy for me just to play with, now I really wouldn't try, everybody stiff
Stiff to my neck down, drunk on cement
All you do is play with happy thoughts, why are you sad?
I'm not the one to question anything, I keep looking at the negatives

[Chorus]
I talk in the moonlight, this don't feel like, this don't feel like
Summertime, yeah, sick of summertime, so sick of summertime

[Outro]
[?]
Talk in the moonlight, this don't feel like, [?] feel like
Summertime, summertime