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

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

If I could take back one thing
I'd to the last day of spring
You held my hand and squeezed it
We until the streets got dark
me some new book to read
Sayin' I you find what you need
And just like that we're the
like that my fever started

And the green grass turned to
The sky filled a haze
We we wanted freedom
But what we got these dog days
And our hearts are lazy
a stranger's salty kiss
Begging for a
We'll take we can get

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

But his are like sandpaper
His eyes are dark and
Months of dehydration really taken 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, they me not
to my temples
I'm so hot

And I'm forever
About the air that hangs
around my apartment
I can't down

summer, how much more can I take?
Just for...
The to break