The lights bring color to a new heaven.
The darkness filled from wax to pin.
The faces blur in a pool of sweat.
The subs keep pumping out the idle threats.
The sun comes early when you waste the dusk.
Your head still swimming on a plane of dust.
The sound pulls out as it starts to fade.
Is this a dream or are you awake?
Don't you know the summer's gone?
The rain won't end and you are alone again.
Your mind is hotter than the fire of sun.
Heat so hot that you come undone.
Stale synapses blown like a fuse.
Gonna collapses from overuse.
Bodies melt together in sync with tone.
Pound to the rhythm come skin and bone.
Swollen to smolder and ashes to dust.
They grind forever in hyper lust.
Don't you know the summer's gone?
The rain won't end and you are alone again.
(Backwards Stuff)
Don't you know the summer's gone?
The rain won't end and you are alone again.
Don't you know the summer's gone?
The rain won't end and you are alone again.
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