I Ask Why Testo

And they❝re dying
What you read
Moments from the end
And they❝re dying
From their wine
Proof that they❝re dead

Whisper, you❝re feeding the brain
Information, what you read today
Olive oil, rubbed from the trees
Heard in the distance, Shotgun Memories

Banner air of angel❝s desperate wings
Boy these boys can fly
Brought together for the summer sing
Diplomas hang from the laurels they❝ve achieved
Every man forgets their mastery

Pass the rage in their direction
Shoot the coils from your veins
Snap of faith with indecision
Load the gun, disdain the game