Testo The Loser

I am faced here with my head against the wall, and nothing reminds me of the past. I am stuck here and I hear your different calls, and nothing reminds me of today. I am looking at myself here in the mirror, and nothing reminds me of myself. Is this the man I used to be? I don't recognize myself. Is there something that can help me, and tell me there is someone they call God. Is there something that can help me out and tell me. Is there something, someone, something they call God. They call you fuckin' God.