Summertime death

This time i've been stressing with the fun work
blank nights with no blankets me to cover
Love's Gone it's the diet pill for one but
It's not artificial yet it does get physical

Last night I was dancing to the mambo
Tonight I was stuck in my dark hole
No smoke, mirror balls or light strobes
I have no ambitions yes I have no ambitions now

(Lust, misery, chaos, summertime)

This man is he ready for the rumble?
Dark mood matching with the fake gold
White shoes, leather and a rainbow
I hate competion yes I hate competition now

Two tribes fighting on the dance floor
Kong-fu, kissing and bonanza
Manchu, Chiti chiti bang bang
I hate competition yes I hate competition now

(Lust, misery, chaos, summertime)

Loves you, I said nobody loves you
I said nobody needs you
Until somebody loves you what you do?
Yes they're coming for you

I said I want you
Until somebody wants you
Until somebody needs you
Until somebody loves what you do?
Yes they're coming for you come on!