Gloom - Lewis Del Mar

There’s devils in the heat of white light

Saw red in the year of my life

Through new parking lot eyes

My teeth sharp, now I don’t smile

So who was it, told me wrong?

And gloom like the summer long

Now I know the deal

Oh love, I know

That I’m gone for real

So tried and analyzed

Gone for real, our love

So who was it, told me wrong?

And gloom like the summer long

Now I know the deal

Oh love, I know

Yes, I know

White paint peeling off the ceiling I see

Why I smash my guitar on TV

Like I been off script all week

On set going out my body

'Cause from the roof of the studio

The sun shines over burning homes

Now I know the deal

Oh love

That I’m gone for real

So tried and analyzed

Gone for real

Our love

So who was it told me wrong

And gloom like the summer long

Now I know the deal

Oh love, I know

Yes, I know

Oh and dear Apollo

Can you cure my sorrow?

When I’m out my skin and on the loose

Is there blue and patience?

Underneath the pavement

Do the superhighways reach to you?

And I’m gone for real

Up high another life, gone for real

Our love

So who was it, told me wrong?

And gloom like the summer long

Now I know the deal