The Duel Testo

As you walk on by that broken home were your friends skipped town out on their own
Eyes set out for the coast
The fire burned out lost inside, a cycle of habits that tend to collide
Only to exist in fear
The places we hold near
What holds the sun up in the sky? The black June lust that keeps us alive
Talking only to breathe
Set sail on a river through paradise a large brick house foreign car inside
Sunday big screen TV
I thrust my chest up to the Gods on my knees I'll share my thoughts Will they hear me?
When I have nothing left to be
What holds the sun up in the sky? The black June lust that keeps us alive
Talking only to breathe
Cherish your dreams hand in hand, make believe what you understand
And color it true
Cause it's always tomorrow in another life striving towards torment
And sacrifice
Planning only to exist