Testo Ca-cao

Lay me down and say you you stop this car crash. Radio is dead but not the demons in my head. Show me a state where soundtracks hurts at right place. Fill me in. Keep me out. Cut me up. Send me away. A colour show - killing all names. And there are no other days/ways. My fingerprints are all over your place. How long will it take to forget my face? If this elevator ever stops I know you'll be there. I know you"ll be there!