I left evil at your doorstep

I hope only for the end of the summer. And wish it on every you and every summer and every ever since. I lost hope in your money and your ego, and mostly saw it as safety for the world you let yourself die to. I think music made you the work of me, and so what if I die a lonely death, I'm ugly to the word. And saving nothing for the weak as i left them under hell and left you saving it for me. I think loyalty came at a price the most, it died to everything when it meant you or me. And I crazily left ugly in the rearview and saw it everywhere and took it on myself to find it only on you.as so you die to your lonely and become all of seen and then lay yourself at my wake and ask for company. I think death ended you in my underglow and everything made you hell and then found it as me only cuz freely i left you the work and then seeing you after helped me deny you. As you were, and I was , and i really, really was, and so it goes and stuff. But I'm really not dreaming, and i'm really awake and i'm really not dead, and I think you did that the most.

I help you see then see yourself out.

If only for the end of the world you left weak at my feet and burned on your face so you were ever as beautiful as me.

XO, and whatever,

I see you 10 dimes.