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Indian summer, how more can I take?
I'm begging for the to break
My is parched, my skin is red
Fan blowin' on my face in a bed

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

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

And the green turned to sand
The sky filled with a
We we wanted freedom
But what we got were these dog
And our lonely are lazy
Sipping a stranger's salty
for a body
We'll take we can get

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

But his hands are like
His are dark and dull
of dehydration have really taken their toll
And our tangled tighten
As movin' out and in
He leaves before the
And I'm up again

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

And I'm frustrated
About the air that around
Waftin' around my
I can't down

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