Testo Chosen Fool

I'm running out, running out
I'm running out, running out
Out of my mind
I'm falling down out of bounds
Am I a piece of Your kind?

I'm a crazy man
I run to you I don't understand everything I do
I'm not giving in
I'm nothing but a chosen fool

I'm trying to figure out
What this world's all about
I realized, opened my eyes
You've chosen me to astound the wise