Summer 17

[Verse 1: Elijah Waters] Face on a shirt for you I'm not taking your word (Word) Pausing my search for you It's never the same And it's tiring to know it's untrue But I just can't stop my search for you Face on a shirt for you It's like I was dead (Are you enjoying God's latest gift?) Dead (What? God's gift? To violence) [Chorus: Elijah Waters] Some things I should never have seen In the summer of '17 I was you, you and me once again Some things I should never have seen In the summer of '17 I was you, you and me once again [Verse 2: Jeshi] Nostalgia my oldest friend Six wings, chips, stolen peds Watch you fade into blackness Oh shit, wait, here we go again Teenager, hot temper, rager Words you wrote disappeared off pages Just another distant face Thoughts in my head all been rearranged Couldn't function without a lil' head Clear uppers, got pain all in abundance Like rain and tints on windowpanes Gotta make a lil' room for the thunder Seventeen, twenty-two and lost Try give the world every little thing that you wanted Head of memories that I don't need Data corrupted, gotta switch off Broke hard drives with you on Life ain't a beach chair, ain't got a stick of rock No cod and chips Hit me in the face, wait, thought you always wanted this Thought you wanted more Clipped my wings to the core All alone, I'm unnested Can't take the fire no more, can't take it [Chorus: Elijah Waters] Some things I should never have seen In the summer of '17 I was you, you and me once again Some things I should never have seen In the summer of '17 I was you, you and me once again [Outro: Elijah Waters] (Are you enjoying God's latest gift?) (What? God's gift? To violence) Some things I should never have seen In the summer of '17 (You're as violent as they come) I was you, you and me once again