It was time for an update
Summer's Dead
At the bottom of a rainbow
Just where I told you that I would be
There are pots of gold and silver
From kings and queens and there is lots of me
No rise
No fall
Don't even get a call
Just shining with this treasure all alone
I love july
And your humid little lie
Just shining with this treasure all alone
My summer's dead
No more congested head
Just shining with this treasure all alone
Ill update more later.
