MALARIA SUMMER
With feet of clay and brains to match,
I kiss fever lips
You catch me before I collide but,
I went to far before I said it.
And they didn't reply when I said where,
Where are the hands to guide us, and
I let out a smile when I said where,
Where are wings to fly us?
Gone, up and away, my happy side,
Another souls lost forever and
If you wear that dress again
this will not last forever.
I got what I wanted and not what I needed,
too proud to admit it, too scared to change.
I got what I needed but not what I wanted,
can you tell me which way is out?
I don't want to think about it,
Cause I can't live without it,
Might as well take my arms away,
Might as well take my legs away.
And they didn't reply when I said why,
Why aren't the stars all shining and,
I meant what I said when I said why,
Why don't you come out fighting?
Sun, scarring the sky, brings Malaria Summer.
You under the sun, kills me inside.
I got what I wanted and not what I needed,
too proud to admit it, too scared to change.
I got what I needed but not what I wanted,
Can you tell me which way is out?
I don't want to think about it,
Cause I can't live without it,
Might as well take my arms away,
Might as well take my legs away.
Where are the hands to guide us?
Where are the hands to guide us?
With feet of clay and brains to match,
I kiss fever lips
You catch me before I collide but,
I went to far before I said it.
And they didn't reply when I said where,
Where are the hands to guide us, and
I let out a smile when I said where,
Where are wings to fly us?
Gone, up and away, my happy side,
Another souls lost forever and
If you wear that dress again
this will not last forever.
I got what I wanted and not what I needed,
too proud to admit it, too scared to change.
I got what I needed but not what I wanted,
can you tell me which way is out?
I don't want to think about it,
Cause I can't live without it,
Might as well take my arms away,
Might as well take my legs away.
And they didn't reply when I said why,
Why aren't the stars all shining and,
I meant what I said when I said why,
Why don't you come out fighting?
Sun, scarring the sky, brings Malaria Summer.
You under the sun, kills me inside.
I got what I wanted and not what I needed,
too proud to admit it, too scared to change.
I got what I needed but not what I wanted,
Can you tell me which way is out?
I don't want to think about it,
Cause I can't live without it,
Might as well take my arms away,
Might as well take my legs away.
Where are the hands to guide us?
Where are the hands to guide us?