Our Lost Infantry - Avogadro lyrics

(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