Wait Until the Summers Gone

The time is right but don't be critical
 The same could happen to you
 You know I'm not right and I can't be analytical
 About the things you're going through
 Look at me baby now you think I might be crazy
 But you just can't touch me now
 I know I'm not right and I really can't be lazy
 And I think I'm going home
 Look into my eyes
 The high is fine but don't be cynical
 The game is still the same
 If you're coming up light and you want some retribution
 Then believe in what I say
 Take a position where there ain't no superstition
 And just grab whatever's gold
 'Cause if you're coming up light on the day of testimony
 They'll just send you packing home
 They're gonna do it to ya!
 Look into my eyes
 Wait for the lies
 
 Wait until the summer's gone
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 Waiting for the lines to fall
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 Wait until the summer's gone
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 Look into my eyes
 Wait for the lies...