New World Torture
- While She Sleeps (2015)You are listening to the song New World Torture by While She Sleeps, in album Brainwashed (Deluxe Edition). The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
[Intro:]
We are the underground
They know nothing of our sound
We are the underground
They know nothing of our sound
This one's for the pigs at the top
You know nothing of us, you know nothing of us
We're in the gutter singing "we won't give up"
With our fingers crossed, baptized in blood
Sick of watching with our mouths sewn shut
Raise the flag, sound alarms
Look at the state of me, you, us
Brainwashed.
[Verse 1:]
Are you skeptic, born and bred negative?
Are you dead set suffering, giving up?
Are you spoon fed, coughing up the ignorance?
Are you brain dead, loathing, pulling at teeth?
[Pre-Chorus:]
Kill or cure
This is new world torture
Kill or cure
This is new world torture.
[Chorus:]
If we have to kill the living to live
Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease
We won't follow, they'll lead us straight to the grave
There's no sorrow, convinced the answer's in the dust and debris.
[Verse 2:]
We're fighting fighting with fighting
Our unity is divided, this is the system declining on us
Put a nail in my coffin and light it up
Our condition is critical.
[Chorus:]
If we have to kill the living to live
Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease
We won't follow, they'll lead us straight to the grave
There's no sorrow, convinced the answer's in the dust and debris.
[Outro:]
Seamless as it was before the winter came
The trenches will shelter our young, while we ration others save
We came paired for the worst, frantic, out of luck
Chosen by our tragedies to make the best of us.
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