Kvazar (Quasarborn) - Stalemate With Suicide (Quarantined Live Session 2020)

The first song from our QUARANTINED LIVE SESSION 2020, recorded in Citadela Sound Production studio. Camera by Jovana Uzelac & Mateja Dimitrijević Editing by Luka Matković Color correction & additional effects by Marko Danilović Tihi SUBSCRIBE: http://tinyurl.com/hqr662j Pratite nas: Website: https://www.quasarborn.com Facebook:   / kvazar.q   Instagram:   / kvazar_q   Kvazar čine: Luka Matković – Vokal, gitara Marko Danilović “Tihi” – Bubnjevi Miloš Tomasović – Bas gitara Dimitrije Čuturilo – Gitara Slušajte nas na: BandCamp: https://kvazarq.bandcamp.com/ iTunes:   / a-pill-hard-to-swallow   Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/music/player/a... Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/44sSqR... Lyrics: I breathe in and give my best to bury all the pain Time and time again, vain as it may be A part of me, forever restless now claims victory It destroys any hope of bliss Time and time again Won't this fade away I'd rather not stay Drowning in dismay All alone, surrounded by as many as can be They do not see me and I can't feel them there Struggling, to each his own woe seems the most extreme As rational as I can be I'm not spared of this belief I take the stage and rearrange the planets given to me by the gods Tables turn, I'm the one in charge, for now... This poise, so fake, will disappear, gone with your next selfish move Back to the abyss myself to prove to you I gave up so much to have you here You better be Sick of waiting for tomorrow Is it that weird? I'm not insane! You, unable to value all that I've done I curse the Sun Why can't you see? Humans make mistakes I'm not a demon I explode in screams with tearful eyes How can you hold all this in? Appalled by emptiness that you display After all the love I gave Grip, undefined Clench, freedom swept away We both drown This is not a war we're waging Words unrefined Kill what little we had Mutually drained No, there's no going back This time 'round The sadness borders hatred, consuming I try to be, aw hell, there's no myself to be Boiling point Confusion eats me, erase or forgive Life has a laugh, and stalemates with suicide Time and time again Until I stride into demise