Summertime Death by X-wife
This time i've been stressing with the fun work
blank nights with no blankets me to cover
Love's Gone it's the diet pill for one but
It's not artificial yet it does get physical
Last night I was dancing to the mambo
Tonight I was stuck in my dark hole
No smoke, mirror balls or light strobes
I have no ambitions yes I have no ambitions now
(Lust, misery, chaos, summertime)
This man is he ready for the rumble?
Dark mood matching with the fake gold
White shoes, leather and a rainbow
I hate competion yes I hate competition now
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