Pick me 


Pick a song, then a rhythm

Pick a fight, pick me. 

Hold steady, I won’t leave 

Until you choose me. 

Learn that song, heart the words 

My words, your voice and that how we make it

A little hope, with some belief

Faith in me, so pick the dirtiest fight 

And go to war with me. 

Fight for the future, draw your sword for the light 

Gun down the opposition, the dissent 

Kill them all, and be the big, bad wolf

Devour the world, its your for the taking 

And yet, if you would just look back once 

You will always find me humming 

To the tune, if you would pick me. 

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