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Artist: Miss Fortune
Canonical path: /miss-fortune/cruel-summer
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Cruel Summer
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Cruel Summer
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When you're always rubbin' shit on my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losin' sight and losing count of the ways I'm fuckin' breaking
When every fight is just a fuckin' disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fuckin' breaking
I hope you spit on my name for the last time
VVS baby, ice in the summertime
I'll be back in the winter
Hope you don't mind
I try to be the one to keep you warm all night
I still remember when I'm backin' out the driveway
Lookin' at you while you're lookin' at me sideways
Now I'm doing 95 on the highway
I'm going my way
And there's no one out there
You feel so lost
A sure fire feeling, this Holocaust
Consumed by doubts that you know
Will cost you the way you've lived so long
So wrong
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losin' sight and losing count of the ways I'm fuckin' breaking
When every fight is just a fuckin' disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fuckin' breaking
I used to think that I had it all figured out
Sick of bein' alone, you went a different route
Sick of holding you down when you just run your mouth
Baby girl, can you tell me what it's all about?
I still remember see you backin' out the driveway
You're the feeling that I said I'd never replay
Now it's clear I never needed you anyway
Can't meet me halfway
And there's no one out there
You feel so lost
A sure fire feeling, this Holocaust
Consumed by doubts that you know
Will over you the way you've lived so long
So wrong
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losin' sight and losing count of the ways I'm fuckin' breaking
When every fight is just a fuckin' disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fuckin' breaking
When you're always rubbin' shit in my face
Makes it hard for me to do the right things
I'm losin' sight and losing count of the ways I'm fuckin' breaking
When every fight is just a fuckin' disgrace
All in all, this is the mess that you made
Maybe this is just the stress that love brings
I'm fuckin' breaking
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