This is a song about "Five seconds of summer"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds

I ain't did shit officer

At bunker hill hot summer,

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Those seconds are precious like hours

The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

When i'm with you, hours feel like seconds.

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Those seconds are precious like hours

Better yet they work my every nerve

In the heat of the summer,

In one way or another

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Those seconds are precious like hours