Gamblin

Love hits the soul, soul hits the body

Body hits the floor, my heart is sobbing

Sweet summertime

Sweet, sweet emotion

Kiss like lemon lime

Let me taste the potion

I feel

Nobody else feels like I do

I cry to the memories, who

Is on your tortured mind

Beautiful, every day

At 17, I was satisfied

With myself and me

And my iPhone 5

Now I see

It's a mad, mad world

And I'm missing you

And it feels deserved

Eyes on the prize

Reading Gideons bible

American Pie, American Idol

Sweet fever dream

Sweet, sweet empire

I read the news

Everybody's tired

I feel

Nobody else feels like I do

I cry to the memories, who

Is on your tortured mind

Beautiful, every day

My pride and joy

And my happiness

You can take my heart if you feel you must

I try sometimes

But it never lasts

It's a long way down, but I fall so fast