Hold tight to your island and your aspirator
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back home again
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Well hold the fort, hold the block...this is my creation
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back on again
Pull
The
Pin
Hold tight to your island and your aspirator
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Hold on to your chicken hock and STOP
Pull the Pin Video (MV)
Performed By: Die Wolwedans
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Eugene Jeursen, Jason Cramer, Mark McMahon, Paul Brown
Die Wolwedans - Pull the Pin Lyrics
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English
Hold tight to your island and your aspirator
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back home again
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Well hold the fort, hold the block...this is my creation
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back on again
Pull
The
Pin
Hold tight to your island and your aspirator
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Hold on to your chicken hock and STOP
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back home again
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Well hold the fort, hold the block...this is my creation
Build the walls, dig more tunnels, now do you feel safer
Pull the noose, set 'em free, or just leave a crater
Somebody scream.....you be quite, put a muzzle on it
Pull the pin, let it begin, make it a sin, to bring all that back on again
Pull
The
Pin
Hold tight to your island and your aspirator
Hold tight to the knowledge when it goes well I'll see you later
In the sky, coming down, well are you the traitor
Well hold the fort, hold the block....oh the I creator
Well you're the man, gun in hand at the polling station
Drew a line in the sand back at the creation
As in the sky, coming down, well are you inflation
Hold on to your chicken hock and STOP
Writer: Eugene Jeursen, Jason Cramer, Mark McMahon, Paul Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid