Letra de Civil Isolation - While She Sleeps
Letra de canci�n de Civil Isolation de While She Sleeps lyrics
Said the sceptic born and bred negative
No peace for the calm collective
There's a cold war coming in
One, two, three, 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
Sick of our society
Sick of trying to fit inside a life I cannot lead
I'm sick of always following
Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine
I'm 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
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
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/civil-isolation-while-she-sleeps.php
The bitter truth of the world is fucking sickening
Tear my eyes on your barbed wire fa�ade
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
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
I'm sick of always following
Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine
I'm 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
I'm running on empty, I'm running on empty
Running myself into the ground
No peace for the calm collective
There's a cold war coming in
One, two, three, 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
Sick of our society
Sick of trying to fit inside a life I cannot lead
I'm sick of always following
Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine
I'm 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
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
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/civil-isolation-while-she-sleeps.php
The bitter truth of the world is fucking sickening
Tear my eyes on your barbed wire fa�ade
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
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
I'm sick of always following
Sick of trying to be another cog in their machine
I'm 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
I'm running on empty, I'm running on empty
Running myself into the ground
