Here came summer
and I’m still puffing june
I was tattin’ down my hope
bought from you
Have a wedding before the rain,
Have a night before the quake,
If there’s rush, it’s not a love to you
Though I miss you more
when night is on the loose
Nowadays I swallow it
all up and snooze
Made a promise before the split,
Made it fade but stuck too deep,
If there’s fix, it’s not a love to you
Messed up
Bargains on my neck
They coming for the next
Even though I’m on a grief yet
Bargains of my pack
Keep it up to it’s essence
Stance is standing solid
My State is made on river
Then made it up a dance
Messed up
Feel party far away
They drowning on effect
Even though I’m on a grief yet
I party on my wreck
Keep it up to it’s essence
But stance is standing tall
If there’s easy breeze on river
I’ll weave you up a dance
Here’s tomorrow
and I’m still peeping you
I was weak enough to pray,
to tell the truth
Wait a wedding ‘till the rain,
Wait a night untill the quake,
Cause if there’s rush
it’s not a love to you