the clouds in the summer sky. don't do shit for the heat. the girls in their summer clothes. only slight relief there's nothing to do but wait it out.
Sweet little thing. . A constant in my thoughts. . Sweet little thing. Somehow we both got lost. And you tell me that I can't change. And you say I'm such a boy.
Smoking the cigarettes more than I should. My hands won't stop shaking and that can't be good. I would forget you if only I could. Think about anything else.