9.00 Am Testo

9.00 AM in a sad elevator
It will be a long day before tonight
The neon lights seem stormy at the end
My face so white, don't feeling bad and I can't understand
Why

I'm seeing it as a depressive minor
Or couldn't breathe the air and on the ground
I try to tell me with my tearful voice
The friend I need is there for me, it's lighter in the dark Oh, my friend is not the same
But I will rescue her
From me.

Yeah.