Testo di Test Drive

This was a test drive heading the lane The sound of the tollbooth pride shaked up this grey frame In this we all are flapping our body's fame Shaking off the remains of the vigorous blame I pollute everything I see I pollute everything visible I see everything So therefor... Fly away, bolt off to the air There's nothing to it Fly away, bolt off to the air There's nothing to it Like the crowd out front the mausoleum Never different never alike You remain a quiz for yourself and the others Just like me but sadly though I haven't found you yet Fly away, bolt off to the air There's nothing to it Fly away, bolt off to the air There's nothing to it Push me away