Testo Maelstrom Radio Fiction
Every night I think these obscene thingsEvery night, I don't dream when I sleep.
Who am I? I've been stuck here for so long.
Who is left? I can't think of anyone.
I keep telling myself that nothing ever lasts,
But why do I feel like I need a reason worth dying for?
Every girl was always just a change of heart
Every girl was meant to leave right from the start.
How can it be that I can never forget
That I always feel like I'm in love with someone who will never love me back.
I always wish that I could be young again
But why do I feel like I need a reason?