Summer Summer The Almost
I did it for the first time
Do not judge strictly
[Em]Walking around, looking [C]down
For something b[Am]etter
There's nothing better
[Em]Same old weird and familiar [C]sound
It's just you l[Am]eaving town, my God
[C]August came around
[Em]Summer c[G]omes and l[C]eaves you with a fever
That you c[D]aught
When you were young
[Em]Summer g[G]oes, m[C]akes you feel like life is real
And h[D]anging on for more
Empty streets, empty me
Call me vagabond
Wondering in the sun
This is getting sort of old
Wandering aimlessly
Is it empty streets or empty me?
Hanging, hanging
Holding on for me, hoping, praying
This will all start over
Come back for me
We will walk the streets
Of this old town
Make me a promise
This will all come back around
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