1. United States
2. Mo.
3. Letter

….I'm sick of bein' treated like I had before Like it's stupid standin' for what I'm standin' for Like this war's really just a different brand of war Like it doesn't cater to rich and abandon poor Like they understand you, in the back of their jet When you can't put gas in your tank These - are laughin' their way to the bank, and cashin' their check Askin' you to have compassion and have some respect For a leader so nervous in an obvious way Stutterin' and mumblin' for nightly news to replay And the rest of the world watchin' at the end of the day In the livin' room, laughin' like, "What did he say?" In my livin' room watchin', but I am not laughin' 'Cause when it gets tense, I know what might happen The war is cold, the bold men take action Have to react to get blown into fractions Ten years old, there's somethin' to see Another kid my age drugged under a Jeep Taken and bound and found later under a tree I wonder if he had thought, "The next one could be me" Do you see the soldiers that are out today? They brush the dust from bulletproof vests away It's ironic, at times like this you'd pray But a bomb blew the mosque up yesterday There's bombs on the buses, bikes, roads Inside your market, your shops, and your clothes My dad, he's got a lot of fear, I know But enough pride inside not to let that show 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" Meanwhile, the leader just talks away Stutterin' and mumblin' for nightly news to replay The rest of the world watchin' at the end of the day Both scared and angry, like, "What did he say?" ~ Linkin Park