Ouchy

Tongues out licking lookin at the burnt feet basted in oil In my backyard eating grass Spitting it out Frying on the tarmac Eating in a shelter While a dead 6 leg insect makes me shout Hammer meets thumb splinter meets fingertip Paint meets shirt and sweat meets eyes And I'm dead outside tip-stepping to a heaven Sky falls hard and hits me with surprise The fire in the sky burns through my pane And it's past 100 degrees The clouds have all parted and soon I'll be departed If there isn't ever a breeze Antiperspirant a drug Everyone is addicted to Every crack and every crevice exposed to the hot hard truth Can you believe that the trees are alive If we meet our demise in a season we despise Becoming red and wet is something to get used to Even though we used to laugh and play I wish that I could freeze I'm scared to go outside cause my mind hits the sky and they don't agree And the conditioner won't get us fixed because we already use too much if you know what I mean The fire in the sky burns through my pane And it's past 100 degrees The clouds have all parted and soon I'll be departed If there isn't ever a breeze I want a life where I can live And breathe and see without being blurry My house is a mirage Because the espionage has broken through And the enemy is everywhere Lurk in the dark and I'm still too hot Got to dry off living off cool air I find anywhere Can I please get a breeze if the heat won't tease me anymore, just let me in the door, I begging you please, The fire in the sky burns through my pane And it's past 100 degrees The clouds have all parted and soon I'll be departed If there isn't ever a breeze