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Summer In a New State Lyrics
Walls, they are riddled with holes
And I can firmly that holes or not, these walls are my own
Alone, my thoughts are heavy on the pillow
And I can't help but wonder what could be beneath the floorboards
Summer in a new state
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
Don't know what's keeping me awake
I keep on focusing on every sound I hear from my home
Bells ring and neighbors sing
It's the kind of thing, reminds of the place I come from
Summer in a new state
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
Summer in a new state
You'll be my one and only
Be the needle to the record and move me
Summer in a new state
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
And move me
Summer in a new state
You'll be my one and only
Be the needle to the record and move me
And I can firmly that holes or not, these walls are my own
Alone, my thoughts are heavy on the pillow
And I can't help but wonder what could be beneath the floorboards
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
I keep on focusing on every sound I hear from my home
Bells ring and neighbors sing
It's the kind of thing, reminds of the place I come from
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
Summer in a new state
You'll be my one and only
Be the needle to the record and move me
Would you be my blank slate?
Be the boxes made of cardboard and move me
And move me
Summer in a new state
You'll be my one and only
Be the needle to the record and move me
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