Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Friends / New War, artist - Refused. Album song Freedom, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: refused
Song language: English
Old Friends / New War |
| I clutch the worn out year of my birth |
| Herded with the herd |
| I whisper through anemic lips: I was born |
| And the centuries surround me with fire |
| I clutch the worn out year of my birth |
| Herded with the herd |
| I whisper through anemic lips: I was born |
| And the centuries surround me with fire |
| Aortas fill with blood to cleanse my head |
| To clean this feed |
| Commit to memory failures past and our petty needs |
| Suppress the crime of time and the names that map our identity |
| 'Cause when the fighting stops our damned souls will rot |
| We’ll never be set free |
| I’m all out of appeals now |
| I’m just going to scream now |
| Old friends, new war |
| Stuck in an uneven fight |
| Old friends, new war |
| Not dumb enough to close my eyes |
| Old friends, new war |
| Still dancing to defective rhymes |
| Old friends, new war |
| The silence of the herd, apologetic words, is all I ever find |
| And there’s no other choice but to create some noise and sharpen up my mind |
| 'Cause when the cages shrink I’ll be the weakest link on every fucking chain |
| Can never pacify this constant war inside, all the hate and pain |
| I’m all out of appeals now |
| I’m just going to scream now |
| Old friends, new war |
| Stuck in an uneven fight |
| Old friends, new war |
| Not dumb enough to close my eyes |
| Old friends, new war |
| Still plotting 'til the end of night |
| Old friends, new war |
| I clutch the worn out year of my birth |
| Herded with the herd |
| I whisper through anemic lips: I was born |
| And the centuries surround me with fire |
| And the centuries surround me with fire |
| And the centuries surround me with fire |