Lyrics:

Tinchy Stryder:

Spin around spin around 360

I look around my whole worlds empty

Gather round gather round come quickly

I still can't see no one around me

I spin around spin around 360

I look around my whole worlds empty

Gather round gather round come quickly

Alex Mills:

In the summertime I’m cold

I’m standing on my own

I’m screaming down the phone

I’m hearing dialing tones, won't you listen to me

In the summertime I'm cold

Standing on my own

I’m out here standing on my own

Tinchy Stryder & Alex Mills:

I’m speaking out so hear me out

I’m standing on my own

Nobody’s reaching out I'm freaking out

If you hear me let me know

I’m speaking out so hear me out

I’m standing on my own

Can you hear me shouting out

I’m out here standing on my own

Fuda Guy:

Yo, I’m trying to make up for the time that’s gone

Have I wasted time have I took too long

Somethings not right have I put a foot wrong

Explain to me whats going on

Cos I, used to have friends oh so close

Cracks in my friendship left mine broke

This ain't an emotion I wanna show

But its hard when your standing alone

I think I’m in need of a healing touch

I’ve got faith that I’ve still got luck

But positive vibes just won't stay stuck

For me this is all too much

Alex Mills:

In the summertime I’m cold

I’m standing on my own

I’m screaming down the phone

I’m hearing dialing tones, won't you listen to me

In the summertime I’m cold

Standing on my own

I’m out here standing on my own

Tinchy Stryder & Alex Mills:

I’m speaking out so hear me out

I’m standing on my own

Nobodys reaching out I'm freaking out

If you hear me let me know

I’m speaking out so hear me out

I’m standing on my own

Can you hear me shouting out

I’m out here standing on my own

Tinchy Stryder:

Yo, I’m trying to make up for the days I’ve missed

Open my eyes not close my lids

Tell me this here's one of them tricks

Didn’t even get no goodbye kiss

Nah this is way too weird

Cos before i had no fear

Everything was cool at first

Now I'm shaking way too scared

Nah don't leave me here

My heartbeats racing feed me air

Back is hurting they left no chair

Alex Mills:

In the summertime I’m cold

I’m standing on my own

I’m screaming down the phone

I’m hearing dialing tones, won't you listen to me

In the summertime I’m cold

Standing on my own

I’m out here standing on my own

Tinchy Stryder:

Spin around spin around 360

I look around my whole worlds empty

Gather round gather round come quickly

I still can't see no one around me

I spin around spin around 360

I look around my whole worlds empty

Gather round gather round come quickly

Alex Mills:

I’m out here standing on my own