Testo Ride The Mindway My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
And trash our idle thoughts along the tracks (No daddy, donât)
Stray days, Stray nights
Day dreaming straight from the past
Noise falls, we crawl back to sleep
Change ourselves back into monsters
So wise have no doubts, no sorrows, no fears
Iâve measured rhythm to the heedless ears
Voices are calling for the fools now
Iâm the desperate, a slave just as you
We leave our lives behind a curtain
Itâs hard to keep all the demons back
We understand the black sky and itâs dying
A schizophrenic child is ending time