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Letra de Hair trigger - Protest The Hero



	Protest the Hero (abreviado como PTH ó simplemente Protest) es una banda canadiense de Whitby, Ontario. Se caracteriza por mezclar post-hardcore con metal progresivo. Lo que mas resalta en una primera escucha es el registro del vocalista, puede hacer tanto gritos hardcore, como voces guturales y melódica. El resto de los integrantes de la banda tampoco se quedan atrás, todos demuestran una gran técnica con sus instrumentos. Formada en 1999 bajo el nombre Happy Go Lucky, su primer trabajo como Protest The Hero fue A Calculated Use of Sound EP (2003) y luego realizaron su primer album Kezia (2005) bajo el sello Underground Operations. En Enero de 2006 la banda firmo con Vagrant Records para la publicación de Kezia en los Estados Unid... mas...
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Hair trigger - Letra

That sweet little redhead's got her hooks in my back
She points her finger and she shows me what I lack
Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air
She paints the streets a shade of gray around my chair so come on in

Her heartbreak on my skin and her scent on my fingers
Her taste is on my mind
It constantly lingers

'Till I can (breathe?) her
'Till I can believe her
'Till I can (breathe?) her
'Till I can leave her

Every kiss is a little sickening
I can feel Death's fingers quickening
Tightening my passageways
If you can't count the years, start counting down

Try to remember that she hates you
And though she might elate you,
She tries to kill the great that's in you now
And she's happening to the fate that awaits you now
And despite her words, it's not too late

I wrote a goddamn love song to praise everything I hate
And kids were wanting the chorus line,
And they sealed my picture's frame
She might run shit for right now but I'll be damned if it's forever and always

As the chorus line fades away like friends in high-school, always...

Oh, I got this feeling
And things will never, ever, ever be the same
Things will never be the same

What about those rainy nights in London?
What about the crippling desert heat?
What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me?
What about the hospital in L.A.?
It took me begging through the night
What about that blackened image in my mind?
I swear I burn with a new light
What about that frozen, dripping holiday burn that's cold
She's cold as ice!

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