Testo My Friend Slobodan

Where could we take that train ?

A simple travel to self-esteem?

Where could we find that sun?

Here we're stuck to neon-tubes


I used to see you calm and quiet

appearance is made for self-defence

now, you play the B-side

you can't keep anger locked longer inside

here is a salvation doping chemically clocked

crisis means catharsis(if we realise where we are)


even if yesterday was a rainy day

work today

for metamorphosis

all things in your life aren't collapsed yet.