Violent Summer-Charger/Mitch Harris

Violent Summer - Charger I'm gonna stumble ugly on a negative of us. So life as a nerve gets deeper and cut. My heart is so full of air and severed stitches. When flowers wither so does your love for me. This is my comfortable violent summer. And i will hate you for it. Leave behind this time, the last time, the one true love. ridden bleak territory and burnt paranoia. All lead to the hand that points at you. way too late to go, find the bored taste. fresh has gone off and my voice can't be heard.