Summer Skies (feat. Jesse the Tree & blank thought)

Summer skies mean nothing when the peace Low I'm outside trying to breathe and ease Sweet smoke Wonder why I'm still around, Fuck you need for Death creeping closer often, wonder where the
Peace go These summer skies mean nothing When the peace low Summer skies drift away When I need most
In the gutter fill my brain with some deep Quotes Cater to my brother cause I never wanna see ghosts

The sun come out, enjoy it feeling cloudy The Homies up and dip because he seeming so pouty
These rough and rowdy edges got em moving So differently Adjacently making phases and getting
Praised gracefully give it time before the Summer starts to set Stuck in hibernation Patiently
Waiting to circumvent Isolate myself and work my life away on weekends Deteriorating Slowly, yes I'm

Riding off the deep end They say grace in the Presence of extinction But never find the Place
To cope with homies slowly sinking Invite you Out for drinking just to drown all of your Demons
And the brains get swollen from the chronic overthinking
Maybe going crazy, road to self
destruction
Disregarding all instruction and finding it hard to function
My production been so lousy

This shit is under construction Turn the other Cheek because I guess I'm scared of the Discussion
Summer skies mean nothing when the peace Low I'm outside trying to breathe in these Sweet smoke
Wonder why I'm still around, fuck you need For Death creeping closer often wonder where The
Peace go These summer skies mean nothing When the peace low Summer skies drift away When I need most

In the gutter fill my brain with some deep Quotes Cater to my brother cause I never Wanna see ghosts

Check, seasons change, things rearrange Feels Like yesterday we were playing streets of rage
Sonic youth keep my memories in secret safes What remains is the way we relate Waiting in The
Velvet seat Chemical dependency, a Temporary sense of empathy For those who Let me bleed

My father water seeds that's his therapy Bury My heart in a 16 to set it free AC duct taped in
The window Birds harmonizing with the hum Of the machine Give the drummer something Sweet
Sugar for the squeeze Cushion for the calm Down some of all the sheep Sweat right Through the
Sheet Night terrors nothing new to me Movie On repeat, blue dream bowl eulogy Deep pink Bruised

Peach from the Judas tree Love it when they Puff chest like, please humor me Summer skies Mean
Nothing when the peace low I'm outside trying To breathe and ease sweet smoke Wonder Why I'm still
Around, fuck you need for Death creeping Closer often wonder where the peace go These summer skies
Mean nothing when the peace low Summer Skies drift away when I need most In the Gutter fill my brain

With some deep quotes Cater to my brother Cause I never wanna see ghosts