Testo Boy By The Roadside

There's a place I go to make fires Burning spices on the 805 They found a boy dead by the roadside Hanging naked but satisfied There's a place I go, where no one knows And it's not far away And if you should see me with my face up against the wall Well don't, don't stop to talk Don't stop to talk Don't stop to talk But who knows that goes on up here But who knows what goes on up here... There's a place I go, where no one knows And it's not far away And if you should see me with my face up against the wall Well don't, don't stop to talk Don't stop to talk Don't stop to talk All I am is all I am Well all I am is all I am