[Intro] E G E G [Verse] E C The sun resigns its persistent resistance to the rain E C As the clocks and the weather beckon wetter days D The coats are donned Am Scarves are put on D The humidity and the damp C Of Autumn grasps to the leaves of oak trees C Before being blast N.C To the past [Chorus] E G I never liked the summer anyway [Verse] E C I stroll down through the woods out from the town E C Watching the dead autumn leaves slowly decay on the ground D Icy droplets pooling on my head Am And as the sun sets Am The sky turns a deathly red D If they could, everyone would beg the warmth to stay C But not me C I never liked the summer anyway [Chorus] E G I much prefer my own winter solace [Verse] E C Like poetry, icy clouds are cast in swirling ink across the sky E Playing with their material C Epistolary lipograms that fly D Through the air D Generating the frost of a new dawn Am With hopes of unanimous white paint on the lawn D The trees shiver, children wrapped in puffer jackets C Meanwhile at night, beds are gifted extra blankets [Chorus] E G I never liked the summer anyway E G I never liked the summer anyway E G I'll take the cold over the hot anyday E G C E E G C E I much prefer my own winter solace E G C E I never liked the summer anyway [Instrumental] G C E E Gmaj7 Cmaj7 E7 E G C E E [Outro] E G I never liked the summer anyway E G I much prefer my own winter solace E G I never liked the summer anyway
The sun resigns its persistent resistance to the rain As the clocks and the weather beckon wetter days The coats are donned Scarves are put on The humidity and the damp Of Autumn grasps to the leaves of oak trees Before being blast To the past I never liked the summer anyway I stroll down through the woods out from the town Watching the dead autumn leaves slowly decay on the ground Icy droplets pooling on my head And as the sun sets The sky turns a deathly red If they could, everyone would beg the warmth to stay But not me I never liked the summer anyway I much prefer my own winter solace Like poetry, icy clouds are cast n swirling ink across the sky Playing with their material Epistolary lipograms that fly Through the air Generating the frost of a new dawn With hopes of unanimous white paint on the lawn The trees shiver, children wrapped in puffer jackets Meanwhile at night, beds are gifted extra blankets I never liked the summer anyway I never liked the summer anyway I’ll take the cold over the hot anyday I much prefer my own winter solace I never liked the summer anyway I never liked the summer anyway I much prefer my own winter solace I never liked the summer anyway
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