Summer Heat
Gnawing
GENRE Walkin' around, cracks in the ground
Don't look up, don't look down
Sittin' at home, cracks in the wall
When it rains, the ceiling falls
I'm doing fine
Been a while, since we spoke
I'm alright, still broke
How's your mom? I hope she's well
That bastard dog can go to Hell
Only time will tell
Like quarters in a wishing well
Turns out it was just a hole
Cold and filled with mold
Don't look up, don't look down
Sittin' at home, cracks in the wall
When it rains, the ceiling falls
I'm doing fine
Been a while, since we spoke
I'm alright, still broke
How's your mom? I hope she's well
That bastard dog can go to Hell
Only time will tell
Like quarters in a wishing well
Turns out it was just a hole
Cold and filled with mold
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