Текст песни: You Can Have This Microphone When You Pry It from My Cold, Dead Fingers + перевод

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

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

Let’s say we stand up for ourselves

And fight for what we believe

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