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They talking self-reflecting the TV's blues All the savings that they're selling to the fools So tonight we'll be ourselves in these empty rooms Just middle American kids searching for the truth We made love to mixtapes in that car We made up our own minds and we drew our own lines We've been searching for a long time town to town Build our homes in the underground to stay far away from you Indian summer, Indian summer grant us light Something we can see with our own eyes Indian summer, Indian summer grant us proof And the living will to define our own truth [x2] Indian summer, Indian summer [x5] |