Stalemate
Whispering Sons
Subtle as a ghost
You surround the very space I’m in
Determine the shape I’m in
And I’m faced with
A sudden scare
It’s everywhere
Subtle as a ghost
You derange this maze I’m in
Agitate this race I’m in
And I’m faced with
A sudden scare
It’s everywhere
As roads collide and I with them
Madness manifests itself
Though I feel alive for an instant
Numbness is closing in
I wear the marks of this feeling
I wear the marks of this feeling
And I’ll bear it
An abandoned car radio cries
My soul is in pretty good shape and so am I
As roads collide and I with them
Madness manifests itself
Though I feel alive for an instant
Numbness is closing in
I wear the marks of this feeling
I wear the marks of this feeling
And I’ll bear it