Knives and Pens
Alone at last,we can sit and fight:
And iīve lost all faith in this bulrring light,
But stay right here we can change our plight.
Weīre storming through this despite whats right.
One final fight, for this tonight
WOAH........
With knives and pens we made our plight:
Lay your heart down the ends in sight.
Conscience begs for you to do whatīs right.
Everyday itīs still the same dull knive,
Stab it through and justify your pride.
One final fight, for this tonight
WOAH........
With knives and pens we made our plight:
WOAH....
And i canīt go on without your love ,
you lost, you never held on.
We tried you best....
Turn out the light,
Turn out the light.
One final fight, for this tonight
WOAH........
With knives and pens we made our plight:
WOAH....
And i canīt go on without your love ,
you lost, you never held on.
We tried you best....
Turn out the light,
Turn out the light.