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intro
00:17
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“When sorrow over takes you
Start expressing yourself in terms of joy
Oh course when you start acting joyously when the people around you know your heart is burdened with sorrow you may seem ridiculous but never mind what the other fella thinks it’s what you think that counts”
Clip from Napoleon Hill Think and Grow Rich.
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my depression
02:20
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That sinking feeling is back
Feels like a panic attack
The day grows fearfully dark
monsters dance in my mind
I’m on a rapid decline
Everyone says you will be just fine
My Depression
I won’t give in to you
My Aggression
I want to feel something true
My Suppression
I bury it all inside
My Confession
No longer hide
pulled in every direction
Paint a smile for deflection
just something you must do
tired of feeling incomplete
I won’t except defeat
emptiness fills with despair
MY Depression
I won’t give in to you
MY Aggression
I’m tired of feeling Blue
MY Suppression
I bury it all deep inside
MY Confession
No longer hide
(Mantra: my mind is my temple I will expel hate and receive love)
say a mantra in my head
the positivity is feed
won’t let this depression take me out
No matter how loud it shouts
Without a doubt
Like a movie played on repeat
I can feel my heart still beat
I won’t give in
My Depression
I won’t give in to you
My Aggression
I’m Tired of feeling Blue
My Suppression
I bury it all deep inside
My Confession
I No longer want to hide
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shut it down
01:53
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The World I thought I knew has started falling through
And now my heart and mind is at odds
I’d start to second guess at why my mind’s a mess
And so I placed the blame on myself
Depression deep inside
Disillusioned by the pain in my life
And so I tell myself…
Keep your head above
The world is so much more
You are modeled in the image of Hope
The lies you feel inside
The words that feed your mind
Shut it down and lift your head up high
You are More Than Enough
You are Needed and You are Loved.
Never again will I attempt to take my Life
I found the help I need to survive
The pain I feel and know
I’ve used to build and grow
Mental health is real and alive
It’s not alright to hide
Cause everybody has a struggle inside
Keep your head above
The world is so much more
You are modeled in the image of Hope
The lies you feel inside
The words that feed your mind
Shut it down and lift your head up high
You are More Than Enough,
You are Needed and You are Loved
Oh God I promise I won’t try and take my life again
because I’m more than enough
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4. |
held down no longer
02:44
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These shackles keep me in prison
I must change my mental condition
My skin is sunken and gray
Can’t let my life slip away
Looking to a brighter day
Must keep that PMA
*Bury me with my fear
My mind is finally clear
It’s up to me to stay the path
Or face the aftermath
Sobriety hold me close
It’s what I need the most
I won’t be held down
In this bottle I won’t drown
Straight edge hardcore saved my life
I do not take it light
A life pure - A Life renewed
It’s about the positive attitude
*Bury me with my fear
My mind is finally clear
It’s up to me to stay the path
Or face the aftermath
I won’t hold myself down
My sorrows I won’t drown
This place is not my home
No longer afraid of the unknown
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5. |
fortunate son
02:26
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Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Hoo, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no furtunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, Lord?
But when the taxman come to the door
Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no
Yeah-yeah, some folks inherit star-spangled eyes
Hoo, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask 'em, "How much should we give?"
Hoo, they only answer, "More, more, more, more"
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son, son, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, one
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son, no, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me...
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point of life
02:21
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Let’s do it!
What is the point of life?
Is it just to die
I can’t stand to watch my loved ones cry
As The body separates from the soul
I realize I’m not in control
…and maybe I never was
Who will ever know
Fear not for death will come for us one by one
We are all destined for the same outcome
to the dirt we must return
We’ve lived and we’ve learned
The circle of life spins
A new existence begins
Point me in the right direction when I die
For this body I no longer occupy
Place gold coins over my eyes
For all my wrongs I do apologize
Point me in the right direction when it’s my last breath
I pray I lived my very best until my death
Fear not for death will come for us one by one
We are all destined for the same outcome
to the dirt we return
We’ve lived and we’ve learned
The circle of life spins
A new existence begins
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7. |
second chance
03:03
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I remember your face like it was yesterday-(took) the life from your body
The doctors called it “Tissue” we both know it was our baby
We turned pale and our hearts broke in half
This is not a political track
I’m just spittin’ the facts
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
I pray I’m the best father I can be
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
My Son will finally set me free
Forgive me for the pain I’ve caused
and the joy I’ve robbed
I spent a lot of time living for myself
I’m thankful to be sober and working on my mental health
Please help me to put my son first
I need to break this curse
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
I pray I’m the best father I can be
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
My Son will finally set me free
I’m far from perfect and that’s the truth
I’ve gotten better in my older age
I was terrible in my youth
I deserve death yet I embrace life
I’m so incredibly blessed for my child and wife
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
I pray I’m the best father I can be
I’m Truly thankful for a 2nd chance
I don’t deserve it at first glance
My Son will finally set me free
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8. |
carry us home
02:05
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This is a lullaby I sing to my son Otto when he is upset and will not sleep. One day I just hit record on my tape player so I could record it and play it for him even when I left the room. He has a sound machine that makes rain noises. Our recording engineer later replaced the rain sounds when mixing so it came up in the mix more. The lullaby holds a place in my heart and thought I’d share it with you. It might not translate to everyone but this is where I’m at in life. My Son is my everything to me. Until that day when the Lord takes me home I will do my everything to be his everything. -Wiley Willis
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2Minute Minor Chicago, Illinois
2Minute Minor is a Oldschool Style American Hardcore Punk Band heavily influenced by 80s Hardcore and the Working Class Oi!
sound.
Mixing in a message of Positivity & Unity.
We are advocates for Human Rights.
Formed in Chicago IL in 2016.
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