Jackie Testo

Jackie was a young boy
Full of dreams and nice girls
He lived in a forgotten
Place in the U.S.A.
He spent his time in his parent❝s pets shop
Lookin❝ for a way to gone away
A new world began
He saw himself like a soldier
In the ❝Desert storm❝
In a perfect world
He would have come back
He would have survived
In a perfect world
Nothing❝s going wrong
Jackie would be still alive
Feeling a warm breeze
He never be so free
But freedom is different
When you can❝t choose
To lose (the meaning of your life)
To lose (the power of your rights)
To be (the killer of your dreams)
To kill (without a reason)
You could never stop
Sometimes I❝m alone, alone with myself
Sometimes I❝m the one who can forget
Sometimes I❝m alone, alone with myself
Sometimes I don❝t care