Summer

This is the summer

Where we draw the curtains tight.

No tan lines;

This season we're all about depression.

Forget the beach;

Let's swim in sorrow.

No vacation;

I'll just stay in my head.

And when it comes to who wears grief the best;

I'm the freshest motherfucker

In this town.

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