Overwhelmed by a sense of urgency And nothing in particular to do with it Colors drew the sight as if it couldn't be dirtier A moisty day as a woke up answer
Bearing my fists push as it never mattered My body tells me to save my breath Switching my sweating for thinking faster This city is an ashtray that is killing me
Another can came smelling mounds of stain I wonder where's the air that made me think this way I can also not care about it, it's summer And even won't know what's to say tomorrow
