The Macrobats - Weymouth

Summer is over and no one knows what to do
Touching your skinny shoulder, inside your room
Now it's getting colder, the only warmth I have is you
You might think it's pneumonia but that just isn't true
No, it's not that at all, it's my heart, it's turning blue

Written by:
Jacob Birdseye

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