Carry your flags, march into that fictional cause and show off that medal
Just don’t reach for that gun
Reach for that gun
Carry that banner, build that heart out of stone
Don’t reach for that gun
You scaled the high horse and I felt the change
I know the difference between you and me
You scaled the high horse and I felt the change
I know the difference between you and me
You and me
You cleaned the outside of your chalice
But it’s filled with robbery and self-indulgence
Just like the rest of us
You wear that cross like a crown
You wear that cross like a dagger
You wear that cross like a crown
You wear that cross like a dagger
Oh my God, take this sword from my mouth
You scaled the high horse and I felt the change
I know the difference between you and me
Come down from that tower
Come down from that tower
Come down from that tower
Come down from that tower
Nothing will be the outcome
Nothing will be the outcome
Nothing will be the outcome
Nothing will be the outcome
Nothing will be the outcome
Nothing is the outcome
Nothing will be the outcome
–Norma Jean, “Vipers, Snakes, and Actors”–
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