zyryx

anyone remember The Primitives?

I don't want to go home
don't mind being alone
stay out in summer rain
walk about in summer rain
by myself don't need no other
no need to run for cover
stay out in summer rain
walk about in summer rain
and all my troubles washed away
i don't feel anything today
august is here again
i'm lost in summer rain
stay out in summer rain
i'm lost in summer rain
i'm lost in summer rain
i'm lost in summer rain
i'm lost in summer rain

I fucking hate winter, there is not one god damn thing good about winter