My own summer
 
Hey you, big star, tell me when it's over
Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause I'm through when the two hits the six and it's
summer
 
Cloud
Come (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)
 
I think god is moving it's tounge
There are no crowds in the streets
And no sun in my own summer
 
A shade is a tool,a device, a savior
See, I try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn
 
Come (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)