sticky summer

sticky summer and forever tired

I’m getting number every time I’m lied to

heavy notions creep around all summer

lost the potion for some instant karma

need a little happiness

wanna have some taste at best

there’s a reason that you try to wish upon the moon

there’s a reason ‘cause some proverbs turn out being true for good

wearing brand new clothes without a date now

there’s an amateur in every trade though

memories like dead bouquets

wrapped around with stale cliches

there’s a reason that you try to wish upon the moon

there’s a reason ‘cause some proverbs turn out being true for good, so true

sticky summer and forever tired

I’m getting number every time I’m lied to

wonderwoman goes astray

lost myself in every way

there’s a reason that you try to wish upon the moon

there’s a reason ‘cause some proverbs turn out being true for good, so true