Testo 5 Vs. 7

Gone down and out feels like it´s sinkin´
With a sense of direction it comes tumblin´ down
The sky´s gone dark - the streets are stinkin´
And the howlin´ wind comes blowin´
Thru´ the neon towns

It´s sweepin´ over the land
The shit is aiming for the fan No there ain´t no chosen few
It´s comin´ down by the minute
It´s sad but you´re in it too

You play along but can´t hide the pressure
Side by side with fools you´re feelin´like a king
You´re just a pawn moved around in a massive tester
But you play your part real well so you
Don´t feel a thing

Dead set like you had a reason
I could never walk your way
My soul be down for treason
No there ain´t no chosen few
It´s comin´ down by the minute It´s sad but you´re in it too

Hearts gone black the sky is fallin´
Piling up outside the transplantion camp
Time´s up coyote´s calling
Debris being left as treasures
For the waiting tramp

The street´s a mess and the howlin´ wind
Blows hard - the hammer´s fallin´ again
Ain´t no jewels left in your crown
With a sense of direction
It comes tumblin´ down