Testo Curtain Call

What you want
Is rarely what you end up with
The carnal need
They push away the honesty

You try to come convey ideas and dreams
But no one cared enough to see
Your patience made you sell your soul So here you are on the radio

Inside you are growing old
You're fading out of stereo

And what you need
Some hasty feel and company
That string to creed
We are simian ghost eternally
That string to creed
We are simian ghost eternally
That string to creed
We are simian ghost eternally