My brother had a book he would hold with pride
A little red cover with a broken spine
On the back he hand wrote a quote inside
“When the rich wage war it’s the poor who die”
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My insides all turned to ash, so slow
And blew away as I collapsed, so cold
A black wind took them away, from sight
And held the darkness over day, that night
And the shadow of the day will embrace the world in gray…
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Minutes To Midnight 
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Will we burn like a fire of a thousand suns? 
For the sins of our hands
The sins of our tounge
The sins of our Father
The sins of our young
We are the fortunate ones who’ve never faced oppression’s guns
We are the fortunate ones imitations of rebellion
Cause you don’t know what you’ve got…Until it’s gone…
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Who cares if one more light goes out
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Well, I Do
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I’m with you 
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Don’t know what you’re expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow
I designed this rhyme to remind myself how I tried so hard
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You didn’t look out below
Watch your time go right out the window
But in the end it doesn’t even matter
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Just stuck, hollow and alone
And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own
I want to heal I want to feel like I am close to something real
So if you’re asking me I want you to know…
When my time comes (my fave❤️)
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Forgot the wrong that I 've done
Help me leave behind some reasons
To be missed
And don’t resent
Me when your felling empty
Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest
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