It will rain on the summer
In the rain through the suburbs 
Time keep giving me reasons
just to stay out of reason

Cause I would fly out of pain
If I had listened to myself
Yeah I’m not wrecked yet
But that’s just giving me reason to be

It’s giving me wet summertime 
Just laying here down on the ground
It’s giving me wet summertime 
The tears will flow and get print on the ground
It’s giving me wet summertime 
This moment will be print on my mind 

Frustration, dementia, crying on our picture
Affection, melancholia, trying to look in the mirror 
Why is this turning on my head, just getting louder like a siren
Hot , but not warm in my heart, even tho the fire getting closer

Cause I’ve been hiding all the emotions, out of the winter
That caused a commotion, hope that’d come and over
I jump on conclusions 
Cause you had just to love me, I would’ve been happy
It’s not the pills talking

WET SUMMERTIME

I was too tired to get over
When the first symptoms got to me
I was caught by the dreams
I cannot even touch a bit

When the sky was blue, I can’t let all down
Since I’m under burden, I’m hugging the ground


Baby come and over
I can’t wear this pressure 
I was layin down the ground
Baby come and over

Come and over babe
Come and over now
Come and over babe 
I’m already on the ground 

Yeah I didn’t find the lid to confine 
All my emotions
I just get the feeling 
That I messed something up here
Dya remember the time when you’ve came for the first time 
And I thought everything was cause of the winter 
Dya remember all the tears I neatly didn’t left out
And how now I’m as dry as can be a middle June desert

That was the first time I met you
And that was the last I wanted
Doing everything under pressure 
But my head have grown with here

Come and over

being introverted, not liking meeting new people but feeling bad about it.  a contrast between a real desire and a personality trait. there is also a double meaning which is about trusting yourself and moving forward to achieve your dreams

Lyrics:

I won’t let go that’s my dream after all
They said let the groove now the party is moving
Ohohoh Ohohoh the party is moving

This ain’t the 1st time I think about my life
Watching Rosa canina in the reflect of my phone
Parallel to my thoughts this idea is fuzzy 
I’m getting on my own, since I’m born my baby
Am I cool with the idea of ending alone
Then I look at the sun my ashes will be there soon
Think I’m fucking okay, this idea all so fuzzy
And I got nothing to tell 
when the what’s up in love 
is coming to me yeah, I’m like « you know girls »


Oh that’s my bad the people creep me out 
Oh what a trap I’ve let my own thorns out
They say « let the groove in » now the party is moving
Not that I’m sad, not that’s I’m mad
Just wanna know, what it feels like
Let the groove in the party’s moving

Just a little boy with dream
We don’t care about his beam
Wants to radiate with his smile
But only follow the lonesome types
He knows he doesn’t fit in
The parties’s boxes, searching the lid
To lock up his feels
Want to writing so bad, want to hang out so hard
Opposite contrast, tell my mind I’m mad

A party in here what a pleasure
Still counting the lights on the ceiling
They say let the groove in I should just be dancing 
A party in here what a problem
My mind is so crowded once again
Then I’ve started to text here alone on a black screen

The Party's Moving

Between anxiety and sadness I'll get nostalgic later but right now I'm crying.

Goodbye...

Writing with my pen, a book, and guitar or a piano and upload it

TAM Badier