Shifting power to the front
Will bring them all home again
Power shifts to the back
Use lies to crack the men
Use the lies to bring them here
She's a thorn in my side
First methods put in fear
Break their pride
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Take some to extremes
Adding on, pushing more
Reflect on the darker things
All this, to settle scores?
I give them all the finer things
Some to them, some to me
Use the cheapest ways to win
Then, they'll see
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Strange Unckle - Russia Lyrics
Strange Unckle - Russia Lyrics
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Shifting power to the front
Will bring them all home again
Power shifts to the back
Use lies to crack the men
Use the lies to bring them here
She's a thorn in my side
First methods put in fear
Break their pride
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Take some to extremes
Adding on, pushing more
Reflect on the darker things
All this, to settle scores?
I give them all the finer things
Some to them, some to me
Use the cheapest ways to win
Then, they'll see
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Will bring them all home again
Power shifts to the back
Use lies to crack the men
Use the lies to bring them here
She's a thorn in my side
First methods put in fear
Break their pride
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Take some to extremes
Adding on, pushing more
Reflect on the darker things
All this, to settle scores?
I give them all the finer things
Some to them, some to me
Use the cheapest ways to win
Then, they'll see
Make them lie
Make them cry
Show no fear
Make them die
Now!
Sailing the seas to believe
Only to see what life could be
Chop the wood of the Giving Tree
Writer: Blayne Littleford
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