Midwest Summer

My alarm clock
Keeps yelling at me to wake up
I don't wanna right now it's too hot

I guess you call this a Midwest Summer
Text from my girlfriend saying it's a bummer
That I gotta be gone for two weeks and
When I get back it's wash rinse and repeat

But that's the price I pay to be here

And now my problem is I can't stop
I've still got some time on the clock
I'm in the paint to take my shot

I guess you call this a Midwest Summer
Text from my girlfriend saying it's a bummer
That I gotta be gone for two weeks and
When I get back it's wash rinse and repeat

I'm in too deep
I'm stuck between
What I have and always wanting more
Missing moments I know I should have been there for
What's the point of everything I've been working towards?
Reside myself to sleeping on another stranger's floor

But that's the price I pay to be here



Credits
Writer(s): Chris J Merisalo, Michael Lee Ingle, Donald S Warren
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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