You’d trade our starving eyes for a tar and feathered heart
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a 25cent execution
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to hear your anthem praises played
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on frequency decayed
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a breath of frigid self-made winter.
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Sing out and sing loud
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we’ll sing as loud as you do
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and hold on hold on
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cause this is the end of the line
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I’m not falling.
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Of beautiful and sacred things
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and your immaculate disguise
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I’m trading it in
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for my pride war emblem.
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As if id fall to pieces
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in the wake of your design.
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I’m not falling.
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Sing out and sing loud
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we’ll sing as loud as you do
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and hold on hold on
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cause this is the end of the line
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I’m not falling.
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Pride War (How To Start A Fire Album Ver.)
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| Further Seems Forever |
