Testo Static

STATICLike a weathered statueI will wait for youlike the darkness fadingwaiting to see it throughlike an ardent crywakes me from the silence of my sleeplike a distant belllike a man who fights the systemfights to keepif you have to ask the price you can't affordi tthere's nothing free in this worldthere's nothing free in this lifelike a super heroI'll try to save the worldwith an anestheticto life a thousand fingerslike a man accusedI'll weigh the consequencelike a man afraidof the madness just beyond the picket fence