Lost Summer

Lost and found Lost in thought Lost the way Lost generation With a new found appreciation for change Hope that remain For the next summer For the next murder This all that I came with The pain on my face From running in place I lost all the fucks that I came with Lost all the manners my parents taught me Lost all my patience for blank tears Finding the truth in the wrong places People confirming my worst fears That reality lacking love That it lacking meaning There's no rhyme or reason It's just changing seasons Lost my mind A thousand times Hit decline Got not time Tell me the truth now Is it gonna change Is it gonna change Is it gone change Is it gone change Lost my mind A thousand times Hit decline Got not time Tell me the truth Is it gonna change Is it gone change Is it gone change Is it gone change