Bed of Rust Songtext
von Two

I′m sleeping on a bed of rust
And I am breathing hard
And I am breathing hard
Sometimes I feel I'm made of glass
And still I′m breathing hard
And still I'm breathing hard
I'm weakened by this heavy load
And I want nothing more
And I want nothing more
I′m empty ′cause I dug the hole
And still I'm nothing more
And still I′m nothing more
And the mud in my mouth
Starts to pour while I'm speaking
And I scrape the mistakes


From my thoughts that′s misleading
I swear that all I feel is doubt
My life is made of sand
My life is made of sand
Like Jesus kept temptations in
It's falling through my hands
It′s falling through my hands
Underground, in the maze
Where I carve the excuses
With the guilt that I pull
Out of skin that I'm shedding
And the mud in my mouth
Is still here and still pouring
And I choke on the cross
As I'm hanging, as I′m hanging