Summertime Death

This time i've been stressing with the fun work Blank nights with no blankets me to cover Love's Gone it's the diet pill for one but It's not artificial yet it does get physical Last night I was dancing to the mambo Tonight I was stuck in my dark hole No smoke, mirror balls or light strobes I have no ambitions yes I have no ambitions now (Lust, misery, chaos, summertime) This man is he ready for the rumble? Dark mood matching with the fake gold White shoes, leather and a rainbow I hate competion yes I hate competition now Two tribes fighting on the dance floor Kong-fu, kissing and bonanza Manchu, Chiti chiti bang bang I hate competition yes I hate competition now (Lust, misery, chaos, summertime) Loves you, I said nobody loves you I said nobody needs you Until somebody loves you what you do? Yes they're coming for you I said I want you Until somebody wants you Until somebody needs you Until somebody loves what you do? Yes they're coming for you come on!