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 hari-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 destruction
When it's done with your own hands
There's beauty in construction
Resurrection, another chance
There's a u and i in union
But just an i in our 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 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 it's seeds, until a garden
With our bullet-laden morals will be found

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