Vintage War - DOA (Audio)

http://vintagewar.bandcamp.com Lyrics: DOA DOA Dead On Arrival And Dead In My Brain Still Born and War Torn My mind is Opaque Death trap I know that it’s all a mistake Meat grinder grinding my brain Screaming a poetic refrain Class war inside my mind Divided and polarized It’s torched and ignited There’s no use to fight it We never even stood a chance DOA DOA Dead On Arrival And Dead In My Brain Plague state, a stale mate I fell in the trap Front row center To witness the collapse Meat grinder grinding my brain Screaming a poetic refrain Class war incentivized Divided it’s a disguise If we were united Together we’d fight it It’s the only way we stand a chance Plague state, a stale mate I fell in the trap We never really even stood a chance Plague state, a stale mate I fell in the trap Front row center To witness the collapse