This is a song about "5 seconds or summer"

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

Those seconds are precious like hours

So you finally got the nerve

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Let the best man win, you call it sloppy seconds

I think it excited her

At bunker hill hot summer,

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

This resin takes seven seconds to cause aggression,

It's always summer whenever we're together,

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Didn't even care whether it's summer or blistering cold , platinum records were getting sold

Within the mess of the palava there's a message in the saga to be told