Summer 17

[Verse 1: Elijah Waters]
Face on a shirt for you
I'm not taking your word (Word)
Pausing my search for you
It's never the same
And it's tiring to know it's untrue
But I just can't stop my search for you
Face on a shirt for you
It's like I was dead (Are you enjoying God's latest gift?)
Dead
(What? God's gift? To violence)

[Chorus: Elijah Waters]
Some things I should never have seen
In the summer of '17
I was you, you and me once again
Some things I should never have seen
In the summer of '17
I was you, you and me once again

[Verse 2: Jeshi]
Nostalgia my oldest friend
Six wings, chips, stolen peds
Watch you fade into blackness
Oh shit, wait, here we go again
Teenager, hot temper, rager
Words you wrote disappeared off pages
Just another distant face
Thoughts in my head all been rearranged
Couldn't function without a lil' head
Clear uppers, got pain all in abundance
Like rain and tints on windowpanes
Gotta make a lil' room for the thunder
Seventeen, twenty-two and lost
Try give the world every little thing that you wanted
Head of memories that I don't need
Data corrupted, gotta switch off
Broke hard drives with you on
Life ain't a beach chair, ain't got a stick of rock
No cod and chips
Hit me in the face, wait, thought you always wanted this
Thought you wanted more
Clipped my wings to the core
All alone, I'm unnested
Can't take the fire no more, can't take it

[Chorus: Elijah Waters]
Some things I should never have seen
In the summer of '17
I was you, you and me once again
Some things I should never have seen
In the summer of '17
I was you, you and me once again

[Outro: Elijah Waters]
(Are you enjoying God's latest gift?)
(What? God's gift? To violence)
Some things I should never have seen
In the summer of '17 (You're as violent as they come)
I was you, you and me once again