The Summer Disease

On the call for nothin to save Find the need for new ways Anything they're gonna get you Wouldn't heal those bruises Forget the promise in your room Left in panic so consumed And wasted Truthful years don't always make sense From the start Could never change my mind If I'm free, Why would I feel obliged? To make it stand And to keep on trying For good If these untiring dreams Come close to buying you out, I'll leave no traces in the places that Everybody's speaking about You'll fuse your skin With the melting sun Now don't you worry about the damage done It'll grow louder than a firing gun Cause smalltown friends Don't always make things right For good