June

Sweat and blood and blood stains on my

Clothes, clothes, clothes here

Thinking' bout the times, we loved the

Most, most, 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 likes no emptiness

Guns and bombs and fireworks

On my command now

Are you wasting my time?

Am I wasting your time?