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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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We are the underground |
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They know nothing of our sound. |
| [00:08.84] |
We are the underground |
| [00:12.86] |
They know nothing of our sound. |
| [00:19.14] |
This one's for the pigs at the top |
| [00:21.85] |
You know nothing of us |
| [00:23.17] |
You know nothing of us |
| [00:26.43] |
We're in the gutter singing |
| [00:28.00] |
We wont give up |
| [00:29.60] |
With our fingers crossed |
| [00:31.72] |
Baptized in blood. |
| [00:34.53] |
Sick of watching with our mouths sewn shut. |
| [00:38.30] |
Raise the flag, sound alarms. |
| [00:42.60] |
Look at the state of me, you, us. |
| [00:47.28] |
(BRAINWASHED) |
| [01:02.00] |
Are you skeptic? |
| [01:03.51] |
Born and bred, negative? |
| [01:06.08] |
Are you dead set suffering? |
| [01:08.64] |
Giving up? |
| [01:10.25] |
Are you spoon fed? |
| [01:11.60] |
Coughing up the ignorance? |
| [01:14.33] |
Are you brain dead? |
| [01:15.69] |
Loathing, pulling at teeth? |
| [01:20.66] |
Kill or cure. |
| [01:27.20] |
This is new world torture. |
| [01:28.80] |
Kill or cure. |
| [01:34.34] |
This is new world torture. |
| [01:37.50] |
If we have to kill the living to live |
| [01:41.32] |
Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease |
| [01:44.59] |
(We wont follow) |
| [01:46.45] |
They'll lead us straight to the grave. |
| [01:48.41] |
(There's no sorrow) |
| [01:50.25] |
Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris. |
| [01:53.92] |
This is new world torture. |
| [02:14.20] |
We're fighting fighting with fighting |
| [02:16.42] |
Our unity is divided. |
| [02:18.33] |
This is the system declining on us. |
| [02:24.01] |
Put a nail in my coffin and light it up. |
| [02:28.05] |
Our condition is critical. |
| [02:47.14] |
We're fighting fighting with fighting |
| [02:48.80] |
Our unity is divided. |
| [02:50.76] |
This is the system declining on us. |
| [02:56.40] |
Put a nail in my coffin and light it up. |
| [03:00.48] |
Our condition is critical. |
| [03:03.48] |
If we have to kill the living to live |
| [03:07.31] |
Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease |
| [03:10.53] |
(We wont follow) |
| [03:12.70] |
They'll lead us straight to the grave. |
| [03:14.55] |
(There's no sorrow) |
| [03:16.62] |
Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris. |
| [03:19.68] |
If we have to kill the living to live |
| [03:23.57] |
Prescribe plague and clean our slates with disease |
| [03:26.79] |
(We wont follow) |
| [03:28.80] |
They'll lead us straight to the grave. |
| [03:30.86] |
(There's no sorrow) |
| [03:32.02] |
Convinced the answer's in the dust and debris. |
| [03:36.05] |
Seamless as it was, |
| [03:39.06] |
Before the winter came. |
| [03:43.59] |
The trenches will shelter our young. |
| [03:47.17] |
While we ration, others save. |
| [03:51.50] |
We came paired for the worst |
| [03:55.92] |
Frantic, out of luck. |
| [03:59.15] |
Chosen by our tragedies, |
| [04:02.02] |
To make the best of us. |
| [04:05.53] |
To make the best of us. |
