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I’m not going to pretend that I’m alright
Or convey a pretense toward caring
About whether it’s noble you fight
Because all I know is this ache
And the sickness swimming inside
And all I know is this threat
Something I can’t run from, nowhere to hide
You’re the one who saved me, my future and life
The one who told my dad I would be your wife
Now happiness is threatened and I don’t care why
Sick, and sad, and aching, knowing you might die
Most the people I know couldn’t give a damn
Too worried about politics to try and understand
That right here in this moment it’s only you and me
One more statistic and one more casualty