August Dies and Loses All His Friends

A pound of flesh for Mr Keyes
Unlike everyone before me
Could I be so lucky?

(Explode into the sky)

Softly and sweetly
As much as I'm able
I call on my friends
The streams keep me stable
Pushing everyone away (Brother, do you love me?)
I need to be okay

We've all got priorities
How long until I'm not yours? (Ready when you are)
Focusing on families, our careers
Oh, tell me Taylor
How long until I die?
And you lose all your friends