PROTEST THE HERO lyrics :
"a plateful of our dead"
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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 our own hands
There's beauty in destruction, a resurrection, another chance
There's a “U” and “I” in union but just an “I” in my beliefs
There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naive
The only proof that I have that we shot and killed this horse
Is the sounds of whips on flesh and a bleeding heart's remorse x2
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
Until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found x2
(Will be found!)
Send "a plateful of our dead" Ringtone to your Cell
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 our own hands
There's beauty in destruction, a resurrection, another chance
There's a “U” and “I” in union but just an “I” in my beliefs
There's a crashing plane with a banner that reads everyone's naive
The only proof that I have that we shot and killed this horse
Is the sounds of whips on flesh and a bleeding heart's remorse x2
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
Until a garden with our bullet-laden morals will be found x2
(Will be found!)
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