with hand to mouth its hard to speak feeling like its this or that and someone else is bound to crack at the summers inn i never understand cant you mix it with your hot blood summer sheets it never beats cant you mix it with your hot blood somehow the sun has taken hold and all the black is turning gold swimming in this pool of sand swear you found a sturdy band all the good is bad and im my biggest fan got it cold never old cant you mix it w/ your hot blood summer sheets it never beats cant you mix it with your hot blood with hand to mouth its hard to speak feeling like its this or that and someone else is bound to crack i got it cold never old cant you mix it with your hot blood summer sheets and nothing beats cant you mix it with your hot blood