Paroles de You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It From My Cold, Dead Fingers
It starts with a tactic called confuse and controlAnd shut down basement shows
Don't let anybody leave
Silence all forms of the underground
So not a trace is found
Cause I guess modern speech ain't free
This time I refuse to be silenced
This time I refuse to give in
We are, we are
Not just trying to fit in
We are, we are
Not just screaming for attention
It's time to spark a much needed revolution
A fight for better days
Days where we are truly free
Desperation keeps us in chokehold
Refusing to let go
And let us choose what we hear and see
This time I refuse to be silenced
This time I refuse to give in
We are, we are Let's say we stand up for ourselves
And fight for what we believe
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