Lyrics

I’ve got a gun to my head
That say’s boy make it happen
I’ve got a knife to my throat
And the will to begin again
The will to begin
Again

So when push comes to shove
I put a lot on the table
So that one day soon
We can be ready and able

Everyone needs a little bit of suffering
To bring out the best
You need a little bit of suffering
So that someday soon
We can be ready and able

To forget how to shove
Suck all the energy
How can it be safe
To have just one enemy

So when push comes to shove
I put a lot on the table
So that one day soon
We can be ready and able

Everyone needs a little bit of suffering
To bring out the best
You need a little bit of suffering
Everyone needs a little bit of suffering
So that someday soon
We can be ready and able