Awoke early this morning
Remembered you had gone
It's a shame because
The breeze outside
Has missed you for so long
Vain attempts to replace this
But vanity to me is flaw
The emptiness looking back
In the mirror
Is the only certainty
Here at all
It's cold outside
(The summer's dead)
Break down and hide
(Within my head)
I can't breathe outside
(That's what I read)
No tears, freeze dry
(This summer's dead)
Sittin' in the dark with Darko
We wasted a lot of time
Figuring out, what it's all about
And how we're gonna hit the rewind
There is not one of our places
That I haven't been
I'm too scared the memories
Won't come again
And if it were true
There were something I could do
Death would have no
Meaning in the end
It's cold outside
(The summer's dead)
Break down and hide
(Within my head)
I can't breathe outside
(That's what I read)
No tears, freeze dry
(This summer's dead)
And this conversation's over
Just a fantasy you're living sober
Cut me off from this self-mutilation
Let me see why beauty's faceless
The ashes of it all
Sit here by my bed post
Forced to live my eroticy
With your ghost
It's cold outside
(The summer's dead)
Break down and hide
(Within my head)
I can't breathe outside
(That's what I read)
No tears, freeze dry
(This summer's dead)
It's cold outside
(The summer's dead)
Break down and hide
(Within my head)
I can't breathe outside
(That's what I read)
No tears, freeze dry
(This summer's dead)
And this conversation's over
Just a fantasy you're living sober
Cut me off from this self-mutilation
Let me see why beauty's faceless
I fight the temptation to rejoin you
Something I could start but
Never see through
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