Lyrics:
that boy died like a dream died like the light as a blackout descends on a city in stasis lit like the 1st of july a crescendo that threatens to erase us dead like hope hope lies dead with his head in the sand with his head in the sand not my hero not my parade not my war not my that girl died like a scene died like a character contrived to compel us instill us with patriot love and a hatred of those who throw daggers protect or oppose it dead like hope struck fool's gold with a gun in her hand not my hero not my parade not my war not my banners of mourning adorn the overpasses nationalist bullshit sentiment overbearing blind pride blind fucking ignorance a procession of death for the elected's convictions real arms real hearts strain for a soldier to cry on a bargaining chip for their justifications for their justifications not my hero not my parade not my war not my war
credits
from Balatus EP,
released March 8, 2011
Recorded by Andy Mowat @ Spademan's Tree Farm and DARC Studio
Mixed By Andy Mowat
Mastered by Ryan Cox