Everyone was home for the summer
All I wanted to see
Was the sunken sun by the water
My mind running free
Everyone had a fever
And I just wanted to know
Why you said it'd be over
Before the summer goes
Everyone is out there smoking
In the heat of the sun
You just stand there in the corner
See how they run
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
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Everyone was home for the summer
All I wanted to see
Was the sunken sun by the water
My mind running free
Everyone had a fever
And I just wanted to know
Why you said it'd be over
Before the summer goes
Everyone is out there smoking
In the heat of the sun
You just stand there in the corner
See how they run
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
All I wanted to see
Was the sunken sun by the water
My mind running free
Everyone had a fever
And I just wanted to know
Why you said it'd be over
Before the summer goes
Everyone is out there smoking
In the heat of the sun
You just stand there in the corner
See how they run
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
Over complication
Another endless day
Going 'round in circles
Nothing more to say
I found it kind of easy
To walk another mile
I think it's certain that we're slowly
Going out of style
Writer: Armin Fard
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