Testo Pastel

another falls in place you wonder in you're only human it's blood, dust, and paste we're held together by a single thread must be a reason for us to justify it but no one will defy it what is it with this place? or is it that i'm missing something? you want to see my face when i can't even see it for myself i don't want a game that i don't know how to play just go away and i don't want to know how to play can't i make it just go away? don't you understand what these problems will demand? make it just go away i don't want a game that i don't know how to play just go away