Postcard Boy
Sun’s Too Hot
It's 4am
I'm not sleeping, I don't sleep in
I like early mornings
Need to cool my head, ripped all the sheets off my bed
The air conditioning's not working
Where's the fan?

I'm burning up
Empty, like my water cup
I'm sweaty, this sucks
Ew no, I tore off my socks

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

It's still dark
Something jumpstarts my heart
Sirens coming from police cars really travel far
To my ears
Looking around, imagine my fears
But it's just me here
I'm overthinking again
Oh dear

I'm burning up
Empty, like my water cup
I'm sweaty, this sucks
Ew no, I tore off my socks

Good morning
Good morning
Good morning
Good morning

It's light out