Текст песни Soul Spent

Child on the 'scene', struggling reality Scars buried deep, spoke silently. Feed my disease; resist the need respectively. Built gradually, constantly. Reflections turning gray, thoughts once seen now start to fade. Promises made, now left to break. Reduction left to cope. Intensified; try to minimize Votive eyes shine hope; I'm trapped, I'm helpless Tears of regret; my soul is spent. Shall I forget? Child on his knees; desperate cries but no one sees. Strung out on the streets, only seventeen. Used to never need; just a child on the 'scene' I always did believe I could set it free. Tears of regret; my soul is spent. Shall I forget? Scraping; struggling, I reach towards a helping hand. Sanction; I try to grasp again. Haunting; familiar voices beckon me. "Set me free!" by ursão#