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Cruel Summer

Sleep Theory

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    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
    You know that I caught it (oh, yeah, you're right, I want it)
    Bad, bad boy, shiny toy with a price
    You know that I bought it (oh, yeah, you're right, I want it)

    Killing me slow, out the window
    I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below
    Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
    What doesn't kill me makes me want you more

    And it's new, the shape of your body
    It's blue, the feeling I've got
    And it's ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer
    It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer with you

    Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine
    I'm not dying (oh, yeah, you're right, I want it)
    We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times
    We're not trying (oh, yeah, you're right, I want it)

    So cut the headlights, summer's a knife
    I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone
    Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
    And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know, oh

    It's new, the shape of your body
    It's blue, the feeling I've got
    And it's ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer
    It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer with you

    I'm drunk in the back of the car
    And I cried like a baby comin' home from the bar (oh)
    Said, I'm fine, but it wasn't true
    I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
    And I snuck in through the garden gate
    Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
    And I scream, For whatever it's worth
    I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?
    He looks up, grinnin' like a devil

    It's new, the shape of your body
    It's blue, the feeling I've got
    And it's ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer
    It's cool, that's what I tell 'em
    No rules in breakable heaven
    But ooh, woah-oh
    It's a cruel summer with you

    I'm drunk in the back of the car
    And I cried like a baby comin' home from the bar (oh)
    Said: I'm fine, but it wasn't true
    I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
    And I snuck in through the garden gate
    Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
    And I scream, For whatever it's worth
    I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?
    (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)


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