I wasn’t in it for the music
I was in it for the drugs
Wanted to follow
My old man’s footsteps
And recreate
The summer of love
Wanted to taste that bitter sizzle
Of the pills underneath my tongue
And feel that unreal electricity
In a stranger’s hug
Needed to get more than just acquainted
With that sparkling darkness
After putting to bed the sun
Had to flush it all out my system
Whilst I still had the excuse of being young
But a boogie nowadays
Brinks on hospital stay
And god forbid I bang some beans
If I’m sober and if I keep clean
Then what does that motivation mean?
But I poured sweat to get tidy
Filled pint glasses with the stuff
And when I looked into your eyes
With the clarity of truth
I felt my summer of love
I don’t even text the pingers
Hardly binge on the memory
Was it cos we was off our nuts
Or were you truly a friend to me?
I don’t care for the heart hate,
The comedown,
The devilry
We just had a good time
Loved for the summer
I remember you, will you remember me?
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 