June

Sweat and blood
And blood stains on my
Clothes, clothes, clothes
Here

Thinking'bout
The times, we loved
The most, mos, t most
Dear

Pets and bets
And Jesus couldn't
Make my happy

He said i'm to hard to please
My soul will never be at ease
My soul will never

You are pretty painful
But you're oh so pretty

I was born in June
And raised
A dust, dust, dust
Heart

On my grandma's funeral
A fast, fast, fast
Start

I put on mum's wedding dress
'cause nature likes no emptiness
No nature like no emptiness

Guns and bombs and fireworks
On my command
Now!

Are you wasting my time?
Am I wasting your time?