My Last Summer
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My Last Summer (Yeah, uh, look…) Last summer days, burning hot like a fever, Dreams in the sky, but they fade when I reach 'em. Waves crash hard, but I’m lost in the sound, Footsteps vanish, no trace on the ground. Drinks in my hand, but my mind’s on the past, Good times fly, man, they never do last. Life moves fast, no way to rewind, Like in Hollow Knight, still searching to find. Rain hits the pavement, the night's getting colder, Memories heavy, they sit on my shoulders. One last toast, one last fight, My last summer—fading to night. (Whoo, let it ride…)
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My Last Summer (Yeah, uh, look…) Last summer days, burning hot like a fever, Dreams in the sky, but they fade when I reach 'em. Waves crash hard, but I’m lost in the sound, Footsteps vanish, no trace on the ground. Drinks in my hand, but my mind’s on the past, Good times fly, man, they never do last. Life moves fast, no way to rewind, Like in Hollow Knight, still searching to find. Rain hits the pavement, the night's getting colder, Memories heavy, they sit on my shoulders. One last toast, one last fight, My last summer—fading to night. (Whoo, let it ride…)