DIE IN THE SUMMERTIME
Scratch my leg with a rusty nail, sadly it heals ?colour my hair but the dye
grows out ?I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal ?childhood pictures redeem,
clean and so serene ?see myself without ruining lines ?whole days throwing
sticks into streams ?I have crawled so far sideways ?I recognise dim traces
of creation ?I wanna die, die in the summertime ?the hole in my life even
stains the soil ?my heart shrinks to barely a pulse ?a tiny animal curled
into a quarter circle ?if you really care wash the feet of a beggar ?I have
crawled so far sideways ?I recognise dim traces of creation ?I wanna die,
die in the summertime ?I have crawled so far sideways ?I recognise dim traces
of creation ?I wanna die, die in the summertime.
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We've got the dreamers disease..
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