Die in the Summertime (Rje) - Elvis Depressedly

Scratch my leg with a rusty nail

Sadly, it heals

Color my hair but the dye grows out

I can’t seem to stay a fixed ideal

Childhood pictures redeem

Clean and so serene

See myself without ruining lines

Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognize dim traces of creation

I want to die

Die in the summertime

I want to die

The hole in my life even stains the soil

My heart shrinks to barely a pulse

A tiny animal coiled into a quarter circle

If you really care, wash the feet of a beggar

Childhood pictures redeem

Clean and so serene

See myself without ruining lines

Whole days throwing sticks into streams

I have crawled so far sideways

I recognize dim traces of creation

I want to die

Die in the summertime

I want to die