My Friend Slobodan Testo

Where could we take that train ?A simple travel to self-esteem?
Where could we find that sun?
Here we're stuck to neon-tubes
I used to see you calm and quiet
appearance is made for self-defence
now, you play the B-side
you can't keep anger locked longer inside
here is a salvation doping chemically clocked
crisis means catharsis(if we realise where we are)
even if yesterday was a rainy day
work today
for metamorphosis
all things in your life aren't collapsed yet.