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Artist: Beau lyrics Title: August End |
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Lyrics to August End :
It's still hot as hell outside
Reminds me of a blood bath
I'm in wrath
The end of summer days and eve
And all that I believe to be half true
I'm fleeing once again
I'm losing my secret friend and sanity
The end of August
Such a death drenched time
And I must move to escape all the sadness and the crime
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
I think the time has come again
For me to vanish into thin air
Where the blistering wind n pavement black takes me
Will make me free
So I can cut through all the imagery brainwashed
invaded my mind
Keep little in your pockets time is a suspicious confine
The end of August
Such a death drenched time
And I must move to escape all the sadness and the crime
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Copyright 2007 Beau Phillips
Reminds me of a blood bath
I'm in wrath
The end of summer days and eve
And all that I believe to be half true
I'm fleeing once again
I'm losing my secret friend and sanity
The end of August
Such a death drenched time
And I must move to escape all the sadness and the crime
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
I think the time has come again
For me to vanish into thin air
Where the blistering wind n pavement black takes me
Will make me free
So I can cut through all the imagery brainwashed
invaded my mind
Keep little in your pockets time is a suspicious confine
The end of August
Such a death drenched time
And I must move to escape all the sadness and the crime
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Only I on an empty trail
Of roads and rails that whisper wistful songs
Of suffocation and mutilation
Copyright 2007 Beau Phillips
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