Текст песни Protest The Hero - A Plateful Of Our Dead

Жанр: Progressive Metal
Исполнитель: Protest The Hero
Альбом: Kezia
Длительность: 04:29
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Don't ever ask us to define our morals Sometimes when fundamentals meet teenage heartbreak Some of us are all of us; half-selves that love whole hopes And hara-kiri heartbreak There's almost nothing worse than never being real Strained voices crying wolf when nobody can hear If I had a gun I'd pump your ethics full of lead If I believed in meat I'd eat a plateful of our dead There's merit in construction when it's done with your own hands There's beauty in destruction, resurrection, another chance There's a you and I in union but just an I in our beliefs There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naïve The only proof that I have that we shot and killed this horse Is the sounds of whips on flesh and a bleeding heart remorse When I'm In this state of reflection and you hand me whips And two by fours I could never bring them down and beat the same horse as before I'd rather kill a stupid flower and spread its seeds around Until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found
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