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Air is as heavy as lead,Falls on my shoulders, holding me right down,It's too hot to climb out of bedThe furnace is blazing; it's burning my heart outSleep off a long dull morning,Waking up with a start and a dream of a cleansing rain,Nights are dark, days are too boring,Time stands still in a cycle so stale, all over againA moment is right but the feeling is wrong,It's all melting down, it amounts to nothing,Being turned inside out, i am not even trying,I wait for this summer to endThere's no need to answer the doorUnder the blanket, the day is making me noxious,On the flannel spread out on the floor,The worries of yesterday lay silent and unconscious,The sand, it gets under my skin,Every movement is forced and love's of no pleasure at all,My patience is worn out so thinIt gets easier a bit when you catch a fresh drift with a smell of fallA moment is right but the feeling is wrong,It's all melting down, it amounts to nothing,Being turned inside out, i am not even trying,I wait for this summer to end From Letras Mania