summer is over now. septembersessions full of golden light, clean waves, uncrowded beaches and sweet thoughts passing by.
but paradises are never real. and so is mine. and so is yours. watch out for the little signs and ignore them.
that´s the only way to keep paradise.
so, you saw the time passing by
summertime take me back to the smell of teen spirit
hot asphalt is the same shit it always has been
don´t get sentiMENTAL no better not
watch your step you little monster
while you creep up the time time time
you gonna be mine mine