Testo Boulder

back to the wall with the face in the cement and the mind in stones back off you all I drive a wedge between the you and me -stone and let me grow into a boulder, boulder roll head to the left disagree with the dignaty create my story head to the right blinker to the eye, segregate, don´t you look at me at all and let me grow into a boulder, boulder roll boulder, boulder roll back to a stone I lead a reverb-life, naked sold to the slave-trade-god, and my heart, my mind, my eyes nevermind, they couldn´t see anyway that there is way at all, and all the serial foults engraved into some stupid borderline-case, so it made me, made me what I am you can never, never live up to what I became... back to the wall with the face in the cement and the mind in stones back off you all let´s drive a wedge between the you and me -stone and let me grow into a boulder