Hello-Sin-Nation

Well I lost my ways

Through different rejects

Well it's hard to say

I was an object

Hallucinating through those bad trips

Well I never went to summer classes

Until I found my way

Trapped between this page

Broken by my sins

Ever wonder if this question's right or wrong to keep?

Be there right by me

Broken down in three

All the others from my past just tend to come and leave

You said you want it real

Be my summer Jill

We could spend the time just going up and down the hill

Forget about the past

Nothing seems to last

Even when you think you had it all you don't

Yet. . .

So who's to say

You were a bad chick

Well those summer days

Weren't so tragic

Hallucinating through those bad trips

Well I never went to summer classes

Until I found my way

Trapped between this page

Broken by my sins

Ever wonder if this question's right or wrong to keep?

Be there right by me

Broken down in three

All the others from my past just tend to come and leave

You said you want it real

Be my summer Jill

We could spend the time just going up and down the hill

Forget about the past

Nothing seems to last

Even when you think you had it all you don't

Yet. . .