You want to get me
On the summer heat
The rising temperature
In embrace of silhouettes
You can hear the thunder rolling
A kind of music ringing in your ears
You will enjoy it every time
The stimulating acceleration in dim lights
You want to get me
On the summer heat
The hot pot rising vapor
You want to taste it
In the silent of the mind
You will reach out trying to find
Will I be real in time?
You have to hang on to me
You want to get me
On the summer heat
The rising temperature
In embrace of silhouettes
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