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When it rains it rains plenty I think you need to walk I think you need to walk home We don't need to talk I think you need to walk home Sun shines on my skin Rips my head right off It's burning it's burning it's burning (tears right through) I can see all the veins in my lids when I close my eyes Now I can see right through (all of you) I can't complain about the same (hi hi hi) When I'm sitting alone (some people think) Reading a book at home (they know what heat is) And it seems like such a waste And it seems like such a shame Always Slamming overhead (hurting my hands) Against the same fucking wall  I don't need no razors 'Cause summer is cutting me again I don't need no razors 'Cause summer is cutting me again I don't need no razors 'Cause summer is cutting me again I don't need no razors 'Cause summer is cutting me again I don't need no razors 'Cause summer is cutting me again 