Testo Mouths Like Sidewinder Missiles

All this time alone, I cannot go home.

Artificial friend, you reap what you sow!

You said, it was a little of somethin' else, I hope that you lose it all,

Cause you were the one that made me feel better, in such a fucked up better way!
I don't understand what you say...

All this time you've known, such condescending tone, taste the tears of men.

Did it make you feel better then!?