Testo Demons (Part 2)

I'm running out of room, I'm growing out of space
I need some time to breath, I need to find another place
Have I stood just here
Waiting on the corner I want to live my life, I don't want to live no other

To all the places that I don't belong

There might be more to say, there might be more to lose There might be summer waiting when I get back from my blues