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Skunk Anansie - Black Traffic - Our Summer Kills the Sun
Black Traffic
01. I Will Break You
02. Sad Sad Sad
03. Spit You Out
04. I Hope You Get to Meet Your Hero
05. I Believed in You
06. Satisfied?
07. Our Summer Kills the Sun
08. Drowning
09. This Is Not a Game
10. Sticky Fingers in Your Honey
11. Diving Down
Well, it feels like summer
Well, it feels like home
Though the days burn hotter
Your heart grows cold

Our summer kills the sun
We're halfway gone
And now
Our sumer kills the sun, gone

Well, it feels like trouble
When their words ring dull
As my face sweats fever
Idle tongues suck gold

Our summer kills the sun
We're halfway gone
And now
Our summer kills the sun, gone

Our summer kills the sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone

Sun

Sun, sun, sun, sun
Sun, sun, sun, sun

Our summer kills the sun
We're halfway gone
Our summer kills the sun, gone

Our summer kills the sun
Our hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone

Our summer kills the sun
We're halfway gone
Our summer kills the sun
We're gone, gone

Our summer kills the sun
Our (where) hearts lay dead and burned
Our summer kills the sun, gone

Sun, our hearts lay dead and burned
Sun, as summer kills the sun
Sun, baby I'm gone

Sun, our hearts lay dead and burned
Sun, our hearts will never learn
Our summer kills the sun, gone