Avogadro Lyrics

Our Lost Infantry Avogadro

(verse)
This feeling I'm fighting a battle and losing
I can't quantify what I'm trying to achieve here
This gift of clear vision that's fading, dissolving
Stuck in a rut between feeling and hoping

(chorus)
Just bodies under pressure and heat, you can wait til you're dead to sleep

(verse)
This feeling I'm fighting a battle and losing
I can't quantify what I'm trying to achieve here
This gift of clear vision that's fading, dissolving
Stuck in a rut between feeling and hoping

(chorus)
Just bodies under pressure and heat, you can wait til you're dead to sleep

(outro)
The sand will settle, the sand will settle