New World Torture Lyrics - Brainwashed - While She Sleeps

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 

Baptised in blood 

Sick of watching with our mouths sewn shut 

Raise the flag, sound alarms 

Look at the state of me, you, us 

Brainwashed... 

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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? 

Kill or cure 

This is new world torture 

Kill or cure 

This is new world torture 

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 

This is new world torture 

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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 

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 

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 

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 

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 

To make the best of us