Deftones – My Own Summer

Hey you, big mood

Guide me, to shelter
'cause I'm through
When the two
Hits the six
And it's summer (cloud)

Come - shove it, shove it, shove it
Shove - shove it, shove it, shove it
The sun - shove it, shove it, shove it
Aside - shove it aside

I think God is moving it's tongue
There's no crowds in the streets, and no sun.