Take what you can carry and the rest we will destroy.
This summer's gonna wreck us, gonna crush this little boy.
This will be the season when I learn not to forget that the ones we call our friends ain't our enemies quite yet.
We'll be singing Love Love Love, that's how we stay together, Love Love Love.
He does these things to grind our bones, he tattles like a lamb.
Someone oughta tell this fool that he don't know where we been.
I never seen him cry before but I know it's coming soon.
I knew that you would break this boy, make him cry for you.
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