2. September

Back into swollen feet
I can't feel, I can't seal, I can't breathe
Rush into shaking ground
Nothing's for real, nothing to steal, I can't breathe

This time's different, how do I know?
This times takin all so slow, how do I know?

September, whenever, please don't let me go down

Back into rules I swore
I'd push away, I wouldn't take, she'll pull away
It sunk into stupid me
I've seen before what's in store, she'll pull away

Ahh, you confuse me
Ahh, you refuse me
Please don't leave me