axe to grind

Bastille

Long lost opinions
All the words you can't redeem
Don't come round here
And be a slave to old ideas
Scream halleluiah
If it's a thing that helps you breathe
Your iron rule
Has often had me on my knees

You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here
You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here

Breaking the silence
Like I'm bursting at the seams
So many stifled thoughts
And long forgotten dreams
Scream hallelujah
I can almost taste reprieve
Your iron rule
Has often had me on my knees

You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here
You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here

Keep on talking to yourself
Cause no one needs to hear the words you read, love
Keep on talking to yourself
Cause you're gonna have to swing that axe round here
Keep on talking to yourself
Cause no one needs to hear the words you read, love
Keep on talking to yourself
Cause you're gonna have to swing that axe round here

You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here
You better sharpen up, you better sharpen up, 'cause
All you have is your axe to grind
Grind, grind round here