Last Summer Days - Frown

The sun is burning a window panes

And I’m losing the way in delusion

O' sweet summer no chance to focus

In the smoky room I’m searching for a bottle

That’s not my day

Life for me is a suffering

Pain is knocking on the door

I can’t sleep-damn caffeine

Night follows day — I’m rotting

Sunset comes slow needles smelling everywhere

Filled with the haze I’m waiting for the rain

O' sweet summer I’m unable to sin

In the smoky room I’m searching for bottle

It’s not time of mine

Last summer days

Are coming to soon

I know that this symptom

Slowly fades away

A' my sweating bottle

Lover at first sight

Summer, summer

Last summer days

I’m entering to hell

Mind breaks down

I hate myself

And I’m falling into faintness

That’s not my day