Testo The End Of August

among a crowd of angels beneath the glow of our souls don't pretend that you like me don't waste my time after all when it's over i'll have overslept enough discourse a role reversal let's see how it ends align the stars around us a kill is waiting for us don't pretend that you need m ei'll go elsewhere after all when it's over i'll be overworked and old decayed a stuck proposal let's see how it ends am i too old to be insightful? let's see how it ends amidst the end of august i lost the will to do this