Listen when I say, when I say it’s real
Real life goes undefined
Why must you be so missable?
Everything you take, makes it more unreal
Real lies are undefined, how can this be so miserable?
Under the summer rain, I burnt away,
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) You turned away.
(Under the summer rain)
Listen, I can't make, make a sound or feel,
Feel fine, I kissed the lies, why must they be so kissable?
Listen as I break, break the forth wall's seal.
Gorgeous eyes shine suicide, when will we be invisible?
Under the summer rain, I burnt away,
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) We burned away.
Under the summer rain, I burnt away,
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) You turned away.
This is the fall; this is the long way down,
And our lives look smaller now, and our lives look so small,
(Leave me here crying)
This is the fall; this is the long way down
And our lives look smaller now, and our lives look so small…
Under the summer rain, I burnt away
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) We burnt away
Under the summer rain, I burnt away
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) We burnt away
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) I burnt away
Under the summer rain, (Burn!) You turned away..
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