Wrong Kind of Summer

Back then to create the memories That you didn't want your mom to see You had to use disposable film Pay to have it printed with a fake bill Then hide the pictures in a box And cry and cry and at the presence of it It was the wrong kind of summer It was the wrong kind of summer And now I haven't seen the sun in days It keeps slowly raining on my face We feel nostalgia for the past Those were simpler times When the city was alive Still the wrong kind of summer Back then your heart broken badly There was this song always on the radio About love for the first time ever Then your birthday presents got all taken Maybe bad karma for the stolen bill And you cried and cried at the presence of it It was the wrong kind of summer It was the wrong kind of summer And now I haven't seen the sun in days It keeps slowly raining on my face We feel nostalgia for the past Those were simpler times When the city was alive Still the wrong kind of summer Eighties movies kept lying to you It's not like what you thought it would be now And now I haven't seen the sun in days It keeps slowly raining on my face We feel nostalgia for the past Those were simpler times When the city was alive And now I haven't seen the sun in days It keeps slowly raining on my face We feel nostalgia for the past Those were simpler times When the city was alive I still wish to leave my foot prints behind Cause what ties you to the place you were born Nothing but a ghost Umbilical cord Nothing but a ghost Umbilical cord I still wish to leave my foot prints behind Cause what ties you to the place you were born Nothing but a ghost Umbilical cord Nothing but a ghost Umbilical cord I still wish to leave my foot prints behind Cause what ties you to the place you were born