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ALBUMInside Divine CirclesNEGUL NESHAI
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Gorman
Songwriter
Jake Fernandes
Songwriter
Cameron Short
Songwriter
Liam Twomey
Songwriter
Leon Edwards
Songwriter
Lyrics
Wake up and I'm feeling fine
As the chlorine air quells the pain inside
And I've been down this path before
Aim for peace, you'll end up with a war
There's no-one left to trust
Nihilist views but you better believe
Unbound and dangerous
Take a bite from the hand that feeds
If an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind
You better take us down cause you'll never survive
It's time to buckle up kid, wars are never won on the losing side
This suffocation
Keeps our circulation
We're stuck in the elevator
Ah, this is starting to get a little bit silly, mate
(Get off the elevator, now!)
Let's cause a ruckus, set fire to the gulf
Burn half the amazon but it never feels like quite enough
I've been dying in a sweatbox for far too long
Peel back your eyelids and stare into the sun
(Rise, rise, rise)
'Til there's nothing left for us to conquer
(Fight, fight, fight)
Take back control and drop the anchor
It's everything you've ever wanted
And everything you've ever needed
We can see right through it all
The lies you've been concealing
Keep digging the same old graves
Just to cover them up for another day
No es bueno y não tudo bem
Every language translates the fucking same
Pushed down, side by side
No-one hears your cries when you're buried alive
Taste the burning flesh with a hearty surprise
Let's cause a ruckus set fire to the gulf
Burn half the amazon but it never feels like quite enough
I've been dying in a sweatbox for far too long
Peel back your eyelids and stare into the sun
Writer(s): Jake Fernandes
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