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Indian summer, how much can I take?
I'm for the heat to break
My is parched, my skin is red
Fan blowin' on my in a sweat-soaked bed

is a daydream from when I was young
Backpacks, bonfires, in the sun
Crickets and beneath the moon
upstairs to my bedroom

If I could take back just one
I'd rewind to the day of spring
You held my and squeezed it hard
We walked until the streets got
me some new book to read
Sayin' I hope you find what you
And just like that we're the
Just like that my fever

And the green grass to sand
The sky filled with a
We thought we wanted
But what we got were these dog
And our hearts are lazy
a stranger's salty kiss
Begging for a
take anything we can get

Labor Day weekend, 90
A bottle of between my knees
A smoke, a sigh, a glance
He's not the to ask me to dance
Not the type to hold my
But he played in some famous band
An empty pool, we both a dive
We that party for a drive

But his are like sandpaper
His eyes are dark and
Months of dehydration have really their toll
And our torsos tighten
As we're out and in
He leaves before the
And I'm burning up

And I'm angry he leaves me
I love, love me not
to my temples
I'm so hot

And I'm frustrated
the air that hangs around
Waftin' around my
I can't cool

Indian summer, how more can I take?
waiting for...
The heat to