Hey you, big star, tell me when it's over

Hey you, big mood, guide me to shelter
'Cause i'm through when the two hits the six and it's summer
 [bad word] (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)

I think god is moving it's tongue
There's no crowd in the streets
And no sun in my own summer

The shade is a tool, a device, a savior
See, i try and look up to the sky
But my eyes burn [bad word] (shove it)
Shove (shove it)
The sun (shove it)
Aside (shove it aside)