Testo Queens

It's place called Queens,
but nobody's looking for trouble.
I'm gonna beat them all
in a world where I've never been.

...
Thank God there's none.
... They sell their soul.

In search of twigs,
My body's cold as I amble.
I'm gonna beat them all
facing worlds that I've never seen.

...
Thank God there's none.
...
They sell their soul.