Testo Caster

Oh, the guard lives to break me down
Some might call that hope
Life's rivers seem to sweep me back
Watch them shift that fault
Oh, the table can’t hold me up
I might just drop to the ground
Oh, the weight that's bigger than us all
Someone's gotta make that call
Young, blind caster bouts the knight
Blade inbound
Oh they’re loving living in the commie town
Gotta free the commie town

Smile wide but don't you force me
Fool's fire might make you lonely
For a while we been tired and hungry
Enough, oh

Oh, my vision's been a little thrown off
I might just make my rounds
Oh, the brothеrs and sisters that took the toll
Damn, I gotta still stand tall Oh, the doublе helix that claims us all
We gotta make do right now
Oh, been shriveled to play a fearful thought
Saying can I still be bought

Smile wide but don't you force me
Fool's fire might make you lonely
For a while we been tired and hungry
Enough, oh