Spirits in Need - Petter Carlsen

The brick in the guts, the dark side within

Will never ever draw back

Unless you let someone in

Come madness and pain, more speed in the veins

I miss communication

I miss everything

A lifelong escape, a wish to break free

A song of unfulfillment

As vast as the sea

The core is the aim, let’s poison our veins

I miss the conversation

I miss everything

There are spirits in need

Everything’s been on hold

Not a day left to waste

On the search for a soul

An itch I can’t scratch

A mind on the run

A search for balance

A search for control

Can’t find the words, the cat got my tongue

I miss the conversation

A place to belong

There are spirits in need

Everything’s been on hold

Not a day left to waste

On the search for a soul

It’s the last day I waste

I’m ready to roll

Come on madness and pain

Everything’s been on hold