Civil Isolation Lyrics - While She Sleeps

Said the skeptic 

Born and bred negative 

No peace for the calm collective 

There's a cold war coming in 

Go 

Please let me know when it's gone 

It's really not the best of times 

And all we've got is guided by this light within 

I'll hold us both until the smoke clears 

We're suffocating 

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Sick of our society 

Sick of trying to fit inside a life I cannot lead 

Sick of always following 

Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine 

Sick of running on empty, pushing the blame 

Waiting for tomorrow to save us from today 

There's no profit in poverty 

And I'm running on empty 

I'm running on empty 

Running myself into the ground 

Said the sceptic 

Born and bred negative 

No peace for the calm collective 

There's a cold war coming in 

Go 

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I feel the need 

It's a darkness disease 

In this dead town, lights out 

The creatures come out in the streets 

My ears are burning 

In this circle of eyes 

Close the curtain and hide the knife 

We're stacking up 

We're piling high 

We've gone too far to recognise salvation 

This is civil isolation 

The bitter truth of the world is fucking sickening 

Tear my eyes on your barbed wire facade 

Divides of colour and small talk 

Medicate for patience 

Dig up the graves of our saviours 

Civil isolation 

It's all gone right to my head 

Wondering why we're not all dead 

It's safe to say I'm not alone in this 

There's something deep within we miss 

There's a line in the sand that we won't look past 

A cure for the pain but it's out of our grasp 

If all we love will leave us asking 

Why do we deserve disaster? 

Let me know 

Please let me know when it's gone 

It's really not the best of times 

And all we've got is guided by this light within 

I'll hold us both until the smoke clears 

We're suffocating 

Sick of our society 

Sick of trying to fit inside a life I cannot lead 

Sick of always following 

Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine 

Sick of running on empty, pushing the blame 

Waiting for tomorrow to save us from today 

There's no profit in poverty 

And I'm running on empty 

I'm running on empty 

Running myself into the ground