Metric - Raw Sugar

Sort of wonder why no one said a word
Don’t you like it on the sly? Don’t you like it till it hurts?
Have I been on your mind? What’s a voice without a song?
Something in your head you’ve been fighting all along

I don’t want to say it, the news is not so good
We’ll never get away, and even if we could
We’d just play the tambourine around an open flame
Oversleep and burn to be back in the game

‘Cause summer never comes, nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes, nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar (save that date)
I don’t want to die living in a high-rise grave
I’ll pray to call home
Save that date
High-rise grave
Raw sugar
I don’t want to die living in a high-rise grave
I’ll pray to call home
Save that date
High-rise grave

No I’m not complaining, yes it could be worse
Ferment on the wishbone, match the lips to the purse
Neighbourhood’s a runway, fry the ass and thighs
Dirty denim dealers, pushed behind the ires

And summer never comes, nowhere near high noon
And winter never comes, nor the harvest moon

Raw sugar
I don’t want to die living in a high-rise grave
I’ll pray to call home
Save that date
High-rise grave
Raw sugar
I don’t want to die living in a high-rise grave
I’ll pray to call home
Save that date
High-rise grave

Still I wear the red dress, paint my toes and twirl
Take it back to old times when I was still a girl
‘Cause now I’m all baboon boys, coochie-coochie-coo
Sort of wondered why, I missed a kiss for you

‘Cause summer never comes (save that date)
(High-rise grave)
Winter never comes
(High-rise grave)
‘Cause summer never comes (save that date)
(High-rise grave)
Winter never (summer never)
Comes (save that date)

Summer never comes, summer never comes

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