Текст песни Bleak - Annabelle

Summer depression begins in August
Nothing can stand it, nothing can stop it
Saturday goes by,
Sunday watch the morning news

I wanna wait by but I can't queue it
Under my breath I get right to it
Everything takes a little time to heal

I would like to think that I could be
Anything that I wanted to be
When did I become so shallow now

Everything in this world seems bleak
It's nothing to do with you or me
It's how everything's turned out
How about now

Always wait for
With you
Always

I hate living on a live wire
Nothing can stop to fuel the fire
Everything burns and then I learn
The hard way