Testo July's Memoir

Present, prepare, we're not there
We live with the size that fits
Awake in the glare so prepare
To live with the size that fits

Now the results have reversed but still
You pry to recall what you've learned
In the eyes of your thirst they still Know you won't put yourself first

Present, prepare we're not there
We live with the size that fits
Awake in the glare so prepare
to live with the size that fits

May always wakes the cities
Are we moving foward or falling back down?