Pride War

You'd trade our starving eyes for a tar and feathered heart
A 25cent 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
Cause this is the end of the line
I'm not falling.
Of beautiful and sacred things
And your immaculate disguise
I'm trading it in
For my pride war emblem.
As if id 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
Cause this is the end of the line
I'm not falling.