[Verse 1]
With their right hand they bring disease
While the other bears a flag of peace
Their words dipped in camouflage
Breathing sabotage
[Chorus]
When the enemy strikes we will fight
We’ll stand up, be bold
When we’re under the gun we won’t run
We’ll stand up, be bold like a lion
[Verse 2]
Pretty wisdom spreading out her wings
Calming hurricanes when she speaks
And they swear they won’t hurt her
Breathing murder
[Chorus]
(x2)
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