Lyrics

a hundred degrees
and climbing
climbing
on my back
making angels
in the wet cement
i spent my days
counting
counting on
something to come my way
and fill me
or just kill me
found myself in a gutter by the lake
an empty shell who's shadow led the way

i fried some eggs
on the sidewalk
don't talk
just brush off the dirt
it can't kill you
'cause it couldn't kill me
found myself in a gutter by the lake
an empty shell who's shadow led the way
it's june
it's june
it's june