You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It from My Cold, Dead Fingers
Lyrics You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It from My Cold, Dead Fingers - We Are The Union
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It from My Cold, Dead Fingers , by - We Are The Union. Song from the album Who We Are, in the genre Хардкор Release date: 28.01.2009 Age restrictions: 18+ Record label: We Are The Union Song language: English
You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It from My Cold, Dead Fingers
It starts with a tactic called confuse and control
And 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