الكلمات الأصلية
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Grab a gun you charge
Make these streets run cold with blood
And its just begun
But you’re too large
Has anyone ever understood
That if we take what we want
Won’t we be the poorer
But if we make what we want
Won’t we take this further
You’ve overcome the pain of
Winning it just to take the fall
And you’ve come undone
But you push on
Fist to face, a currency of waste
You’ve overcome
You’ve come undone
But you push on
Fist to face
You’ve overcome
You’ve come undone
But you push on
Fist to face
If we take what we want
Won’t we be the poorer
But if we make what we want
Won’t we take this further
If we take what we want
Won’t we be the poorer
But if we make what we want
Won’t we take this further
