Executive Tire Swing Club - GONE lyrics

“I think that riding waves in the cold can be considered a definite subset of surfing. The cold can present absolutes that must be adhered just to survive the function. Nevermind being fulfilled and having fun.” Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last I’m cold, oh well, fu*k it Houdini out the mind lock, walk out of the dungeon Ice cold, and I’m in it Sometimes I forget that I exist for just a minute (nice) I’d rather not remember, lost my mind all last Septembеr Luvox withdrawal all October I play hide and seek in Walmart You can party anywherе If you can party on a beach this cold You can party anywhere If you can party on a beach this cold (etc) Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last Here’s to the summers gone by Here’s to the summers gone by Way too fast (Till it comes back around like) Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last Summer’s gone by way too fast I don’t think I’m fit to last