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Feels like summer
Gosh my skin's so itchy
Not a feature on my face
Just a piece of yellow plastic
I never thought I'd sink so low
So slow

Morning's always weak
God it's hopeless when I'm talking
I'm lonely in the field
Just a baby treading water
It's red and dark
And God is my friend
The end, the end

Stumble on the dress
She's screaming that she loves me
It's not the way to give
It's the cruelest way to lie
I got myself a gun today
Hey
Feels like summer   Gosh my skin's so itchy   Not a feature on my face   Just a piece of yellow plastic   I never thought I'd sink so low   So slow      Morning's always weak   God it's hopeless when I'm talking   I'm lonely in the field   Just a baby treading water   It's red and dark   And God is my friend   The end, the end      Stumble on the dress   She's screaming that she loves me   It's not the way to give   It's the cruelest way to lie   I got myself a gun today   Hey