Autumn encroaches and one year ago you met a girl she owned the hot glue gun and I held the hammer she may well be the one and I’ve felt no love for anyone since it was my cheek that your lips touched she fixed the heart I shattered and I was left with no pieces to hang on to in memoriam
Blistering hot the other day Humid heavy air I prayed to the heavens For more pleasant weather And I thank the Lord For making it cooler And more bearable Praise the Lord You answered my prayers
When blue collars you you might as well howl at the moon no one is coming the windows are shut the doors are all bolted your lifelines are cut start ******* in air 'cause you're going nowhere and there is where you'll end up.