Lyrics

We're pushed back into corners til we fight loose or we break The ones who say they'll save us are just liars and they're fakes I'm concentrating on not spiralling out like I did before We're drinking Digbeth dry to forget it all We march our way through the streets with demands for more They try to push us down but now they don't sound so sure We've got nothing to celebrate But we're still gonna find a way It's gonna take some getting used to But it's just thе best we can do It's all come back to haunt thеm but we're fighting for our lives They've taken everything they can and we finally realise We're sick of waiting for permission from a class of thieves Who laugh as the desperate die at sea Then paint it out that "as long as it's not you or me" We can pretend that we're free We've got nothing to celebrate But we're still gonna find a way It's gonna take some getting used to But it's just thе best we can do We've got nothing to celebrate But we're still gonna find a way It's gonna take some getting used to But it's just thе best we can do We've got nothing to celebrate But we're still gonna find a way It's gonna take some getting used to But it's just thе best we can do We've got nothing to celebrate But we're still gonna find a way It's gonna take some getting used to But it's just thе best we can do
Writer(s): Paul Beaumont Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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