You'd trade our starving eyes for a tar and feathered heart
A 25 cent execution
To hear your anthem praises played on frequency decayed
A breath of frigid self-made winter
Sing out and sing loud
We'll sing as loud as you do
And hold on, hold on (hold on)
This is the end of the line, I'm not falling
Of beautiful, sacred things
And your immaculate disguise
I'm trading it in
I'm trading it in for my pride war emblem
Oh, oh
If I would fall to pieces
As if I would fall to pieces in the wake of your design
I'm not falling
Sing out and sing loud
We'll sing as loud as you do
And hold on, hold on (hold on)
This is the end of the line
I'm not falling
Sing out, and sing loud (sing out, sing loud, sing out, sing loud)
We'll sing as loud as you do
And hold on, hold on (hold on, hold on, hold on)
This is the end of the line, I'm not falling (hold on, hold on)
I'm not falling
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