I'd rather die at the hands of my enemy
Than give truth a twist, could just as well slit my wrist
Won't write another page of controlled rage
Set it free
Black on white, militant word fight
Hours, days turn into weeks
Agenda of the meek
Your 'fight' drains the word
The fire must be stirred
The fire
Everybody's ready
Who makes the first move
Get it moving
When will be ready
Are we gonna get ready?
Let's just go!
DeadStoolPigeon - Across the Limit Lyrics
DeadStoolPigeon - Across the Limit Lyrics
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I'd rather die at the hands of my enemy
Than give truth a twist, could just as well slit my wrist
Won't write another page of controlled rage
Set it free
Black on white, militant word fight
Hours, days turn into weeks
Agenda of the meek
Your 'fight' drains the word
The fire must be stirred
The fire
Everybody's ready
Who makes the first move
Get it moving
When will be ready
Are we gonna get ready?
Let's just go!
Than give truth a twist, could just as well slit my wrist
Won't write another page of controlled rage
Set it free
Black on white, militant word fight
Hours, days turn into weeks
Agenda of the meek
Your 'fight' drains the word
The fire must be stirred
The fire
Everybody's ready
Who makes the first move
Get it moving
When will be ready
Are we gonna get ready?
Let's just go!
Writer: Michiel Bakker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid