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Protest the Hero are a Canadian progressive metal band from Whitby, Ontario. Originally named Happy Go Lucky, the band line-up has remained the same since their formation in 1999. The band changed their name to Protest the Hero shortly before releasing their debut EP, Search for the Truth, in 2002. In 2005, the band released their first full-length album, Kezia, on the indie label Underground Operations. more »

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The hapless hills of Hollywood
Hide halfhearted happiness
A hardened heroine hangs her head

Hear her hyperventilate
Here her hands had hammered home
Her half-written history

With her heart in her hands
Her hands stopped holding on

A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows

The truth, yes a blonde, despondent from her failures
Fury rages claiming innocence lost
That spawned chaotic behaviors

A handbag and some women's shoes
Hidden on the forest floor
Discovered by a hiker on the hill
Haphazardly hanging out was her self-destruction
And her handwritten history

"I'm afraid I'm a coward. I'm sorry for everything"

A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows 

A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes a blonde, couldn't give a shit about her failures
Suffering in silence of a chemical imbalance
That spawned erratic behavior

The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
The truth, yes a blonde, yes a blond, yes a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn

Where is the country I came here to find?
It's running its hands through my hair
It's borders and boundaries are clearly defined
It's forty-five feet through the air
Only the night sky will witness my flight
Without so much as a care
Out past the margins of all that's finite
Forty-five feet through the air

It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air

It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air

It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air

The world rushes past and it's softly obscured
By the quiet and stillness of death
Take from me this body
It's all that I have left

Floating effortlessly
The scent of gardenias in the air
A veil should mask her face
And her short blonde hair

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