Testo (Hope) Is Just Another Word With A Hole In It

A thousand faces
Not one could replace
A single soul
Consumed by waste

A thousand mirrors
Reflect disgrace
A house of cards Engulfed in flames

A thousand faces
Not one could replace
A single soul
Consumed by waste

It’s come undone
And holds itself
To fall on ears
Of no one
Of no one
Of no one