No Exit Testo

No Exit no way to hold my arms in the direction I go no sleep 'til narcotic punch from above you know I ate my dreams before dinner at twelve from a spoon that hallows the moon and I walked the whole way just to tell you the truth but nothing for nothing and so I saved my mind and yours and yours yours the wind blows hard in the desert baby we're running around yeah, running around there are secrets created maybe running on dope yeah, running on dope some folks will set your car on fire 'cause they like the smoke and I don't like the pope and now we're going six feet deeper to the ground and we're running around running around running around I'm sending out this message to rescue your fallen egos and I fear you will get away with that can't you hear us bleeding can't you see our godly freakshow but still there ain't no exit out of here