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