Flying Ant Day Songtext
von Prima Queen

Summertime (summertime)
All the time

Flying ant day
Happens once a year
We′re surrounded
Bugs fucking in the air
I don't blame them
Everyone looks so good
In the mid July sun

Summertime (summertime)
All the time (all the time)
It′s easier
Lighter than before
If love is a verb
Then I'll give more


Beads of water on your lashes
Salt dries on your skin
Makes a map of your freckles
I wanna join them up
And colour the shapes in

Summertime (summertime)
All the time (all the time)
It's easier
Lighter than before
If love is a verb
Then I′ll give more

Bugs love me
I feel it in their bite
Obsessed with me
It must be my blood type
And you love me
But you don′t bleed me dry
It's healthy

Summertime