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Bad Breeding - Tortured Reality Lyrics



Bad Breeding - Tortured Reality Lyrics




Thinning walls part sense and hysteria
The tired cling to the gloss of nostalgia
There is comfort in the spectre of nation
Gather the weary running blind
No war pure enough to peel the wool from their eyes
But for all your books built on blood
Have ever had to count the bodies?

Tortured reality
Flailing at the centre
Tortured reality
Cradling the spool

Self-preservation built on blood
The end' delivered out of sight
Is it discipline, delusion or fear?
Corrections rotating on and on

Tortured reality
Flailing at the centre
Tortured reality
Cradling the spool
And will it all remain adrift
As another cloud plumes
Below a fading sun?
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Thinning walls part sense and hysteria
The tired cling to the gloss of nostalgia
There is comfort in the spectre of nation
Gather the weary running blind
No war pure enough to peel the wool from their eyes
But for all your books built on blood
Have ever had to count the bodies?

Tortured reality
Flailing at the centre
Tortured reality
Cradling the spool

Self-preservation built on blood
The end' delivered out of sight
Is it discipline, delusion or fear?
Corrections rotating on and on

Tortured reality
Flailing at the centre
Tortured reality
Cradling the spool
And will it all remain adrift
As another cloud plumes
Below a fading sun?
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Angus Stewart, Ashlea Bennett, Charlie ROse, Christopher Dodd
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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