Testo Seven

Last plane missed the goal
Seven escape without it all
Set man company
WTC mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without a sound
Rich man company
WTC mystery
Black hands, Happy crowd
Seven years white without a doubt
YouTube company
WTC mystery
I know you see....

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too
Another seven rising too

Last plane missed the goal
Seven escape without it all Set man company
WTC mystery
Grey smoke hit the ground
Seven came down without a sound
Rich man company
WTC mystery
I know you see...

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too

The stars are shining just for money
When people reach their hands just for you
And now your TV tells a story
It feels like dead men hate you too

We are the next seven
We are the next seven
We are the next seven