Tortured Reality Lyrics
| Song | Tortured Reality |
| Artist | Bad Breeding |
| Album | Exiled |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Charlie Rose | |
| 作曲 : Charlie Rose | |
| 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? |
| zuo ci : Charlie Rose | |
| zuo qu : Charlie Rose | |
| 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 | |
| Selfpreservation 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? |
| zuò cí : Charlie Rose | |
| zuò qǔ : Charlie Rose | |
| 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 | |
| Selfpreservation 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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