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