Testo Story Tell Her

My soul is not dead
I've refreshed my body and drained out the hate
You're a storyteller
Rolling, action, cut

You've got it so good
The way you live freely
You're not controlled by anything else And I've cut back eating
In case something else went wrong
Just so we'd have some food still left for us

It's all in your head
And have your veins still some life
It's only a question of

Can you help me find a storyteller
One who can read what's on my mind
And tell me that I love this
In my mind

I've had growing pains
About every couple of weeks They burn like the fact that
You're inside an insane asylum
Like you want to hold on to anything else
To stop the pain

It's all in your head
And have your veins still some life
It's only a question of

Can you help me find a storyteller
One who can read what's on my mind
And tell me that I love this
In my mind

It's in my mind