GOLDEN MONTH ft. necu & soilkid Lyrics

Sweet summer flies

Eat my sweet flesh

In my summer clothes

Trapped in your dome

Never gonna escape

Patterns in the trees

They remind me

That with a rotten home

Comes rotten core

And so they all fall down

Would the sun touch me the same way

Keep your lips sealed

For your words there's no ashtray

Would have rather paddled my bicycle that way

Into the wilderness I have claimed

For myself

Over the banks of the river

But oh she's so blind

The shimmer on its surface

Says the water is too wild

Over the banks of the river

But oh she's so blind