Look at my face, it's an old book
Lord, it's not a poem it's... full of lines
You have to go in...


Someone should have told you
How much you love


In my Summertime
Go to your Summerland


I had everything I needed
To commit suicide

I put my trust in you
On the long way to Hell


Why don't you hold me in your arms
So I never lose control ?
You're not exactly what you seemed

You're just a dream
[repeat]


I had everything I needed
To commit suicide
Sometimes Adam and Eve

Felt sad in your Summerland

Should I be drunk by the jetty

As the wind whispers
"Are you ready ?
Are you proud ?"

My bloody Mary
My bloody guide
I can hear the cruel sea

Kissing, spitting or whatever
It's calling on, it's calling fear
"You'd better be something

When you go inside me"

I see it now

The sea I'll be
I see it come
The sea I'll drink

So I have drunk the tears she left
And I have drowned
Made the first step, played the fifth act

Move on, move back
Don't think, don't try...
Go ahead ! Go ahead !