Testo Daily Routine

6 a.m. the clock rings when my head still sleeps dip in the mirror the sight gives me the creeps at seven the traffic noise and humans daily waste around the whole world the same nasty kind of taste... so i gonna lost control... i take a train hide away i simply fade this fucking day no one knows and i feel great hey hey i'm on my way afternoon the rain starts when i go outside i feel comepletely unfair and sink into despair at night comes the darkness tv's broadcast news pale faces everywhere it's the game of life i lose