Testo Crash

In a cart that is speeding
With some sure seating
I revel in the feeling
Feel the torque of my insides
In a dynamic body
My need of exceeding
I can do whatever I please
And I'm lost and I'm cold and
There is void in the open
Just a sound and I'm broken
I remember a crashing
There was light, it was flashing
Through a door that was open
I can go wherever I feel