Testo 4 AM

4 a.m. and I'm still here What is left after the room clears? I feel I'm losing everything that I knew And if I should leave you alone, The seasons change and I get blown to the ground 5 a.m. and I'm still here What is left after the cheep beer flows through my veins after you leave? And if I should leave you alone The seasons change and I get blown to the ground And when I call you on the phone I dream... About the parking lot at home We used to spend our days But now they've torched the buildings and the corner stores away In our hearts, there will always be a void And you know that...