Summer Kitsch (slow dance version)

my skin is thick
your mind is sick
my head plays tricks
your skin is sick

you are my kick
my summer kitsch
you are my fix
my daytime blitz

my skin is sick
your mind is wrong
my head shuts off
from black to dawn

the dark is clear
no room for fear
walk slowly in
the dépanneur
you are my tar
my summer star
lick off my scars
my daytime czar

By VD