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death of a poet - the looms (nj) lyrics

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buyers remorse, return to the source
grab your torch, before they enter with force
murdered my rights, severed my roots
endeavors at night, cl!ck, aim and shoot

christ ain’t the only one with a body and blood
and you ain’t the only mother f*cker with a gun
from the death of a poet comes the start of a war
and the soldiers will die so the rich can make us all more poor

am i in a simulation? is this all a f*cking joke?
you can bet there is a fire, when all you see is smoke
wish that you could be a hero, all you are is a casualty
but ya know blood gone cold, still red as can be

christ ain’t the only one with a body and blood
and you ain’t the only mother f*cker with a gun
from the death of a poet comes the start of a war
and the soldiers will die so the rich can make us all more poor

lights reflecting off the water, shadows cower in the corner
you can either stand with us or sit alone
at the very epicenter of the poetry we’ve rendered
are these hands so torn by war and never coming home

death of a poet, start of a war
you won’t even know it, till it’s at your door
death of a poet, start of a war
you won’t even know it, till it’s right at your door

- the looms nj lyrics

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