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letra de birdbar - the tweakers

[verse 1]

who’s infected? do we feel it?
feel it coursing through your veins
anthropomorphic, pyrotechnics
if she’s electric then i’m rain
if she’s a warship, i’m a swordfish, her soldiers hooked out in
the bay
now i’m in pieces, ripe for eating, and all that’s left she’ll use for bait

[chorus]

i hate the summer
because the summer just reminds me of you now
i hate the summer
because the summer just reminds me of you now

[verse 2]

slim pickins’
the late bird learns what the early bird didn’t
the third bird hurts, so he flirts with a pigeon
loses his wings the next day, but he deserves what he’s gettin’
cause that’s the world that we live in
everybody knows that’s the world that we livin’ in
said that’s the world that we live in
world that we, world that we, world that i, world that i
most of my time now is spent fantasizing
a body-bag, facedown, and hands behind me
hypnotize you for a second, a minute, a moment
anything you got i will take at a moment’s notice
and know this
the devil left me with some herb, and a crick in my neck
i barely smoke it, but i sip to respect
no flying lotus but i know he won’t catch me, so i live on the edge

[bridge]

i hate….
cause the summer just reminds me of you now

[verse 3]

heaven and h-ll, and everything else
the seventh day, leapt away, and accepted itself
what’s a pessimist say, when he’s left to himself
set in stone, hieroglyphs have erected themselves
your tongue is sober when your mind is drunk so
pass the last glass half-full
alas! alas!
the past moves fast because the present is bashful
if heaven is a mind state, it’s lax and it’s casual
her body’s a broken temple and her brain is a chapel
master of none but one
the sun settles on love letters that’ve yet to come
time heals all wounds, and old news is done
so get over it
hope is finding hope within the hopelessness
and knowingness is nothing but a shoulder that
you can lean on, lean on, lean on yeah
that you can lean on, lean on, lean on yeah
i hate!
[chorus]

i hate the summer
because the summer just reminds me of you now
reminds me of you now
reminds me, reminds me, reminds me of
i hate the summer
because the summer just reminds me of you now
reminds me of you now
reminds me of me and the things we could be it reminds me of…

- the tweakers

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