Spent Songtext
von Stasis

Two decades spent trying to find my place
In unfamiliar comfort
Trying to find out why my hands still shake
Amongst my absent nervous breaks
A devotion made of stone, one by which I will not break
And I swear to god that I won′t make the same mistakes
And at the end of it all, our graves will be dug
In the same soil of this hell we call home


And maybe if you set me aflame
Our wounds would cauterize
So burn a hole in my skin
And let the rest catch fire
Burn a hole in my skin
And let the rest catch fire (higher)

And I've been trying to find a way
To escape from my state of decay
And I long for the day that I don′t need anyone
To convince me that I'm getting better

And maybe I am

My life in the making
I will die living
Two decades spent trying to find my place

My life in the making
I will die living
Two decades spent trying to find my place