Testo Futuristic - Mind Affect

Futuristic

I can’t believe the things I’ve seen
Trash everywhere you know I can’t breathe
They keep poking me until I bleed
Do you think that one day we’ll be free?
The decades have past, who am I to be?
I don’t have my arms
I don’t have my feet, I don’t need to feel
I don’t need to live
This is all I have
Creating a world in my head
Plain white, grey sky during the day
I am getting weaker
An old species has run dry
And this where I figure it out
The decades have past, who am I to b?
I don’t have my arms
I don’t have my feet I don’t need to feel
I don’t need to live
This is all I hav