Testo Wait

Wait

maybe this place isn't everything

maybe we don't need anything concrete


you say

hold on to little securities

hope that the world won't carry me away, away



all of the piles of gold

moments we lost our souls

all of this will go to waste


wait

what if the world's gone bad tomorrow

life is before being lied to

what then

your face

is hardly a wall of security

won't stop the blows of our enemies

they'll win

they'll win



all of the piles of gold

moments we lost our souls

all of this will go to waste



it's just not a mystery

lack of expertise

won't be good

for anything, anything