Shades Of Cool - Hidden Vocals
Your hot, hot, weather in the summer. High, high, neglectful lover. High, high, weather in the summer. High. The bird flew over. You’re crumbling, sadly. I’m sorry. You’re gone with me.
It makes perfect sense
Don’t leave me here, by myself.
I can’t breathe.
Forever in LOVE with this song
I can never seem to break out of this sadness.
I believe our love can see us through in death….❤