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My brother, the racist will die and I won't know when
Guess I'll find out later, I can hold on till then
I don't wish he was dead but he can never be my friend
That won't change

Our fathers failed us, each their own special way
Feels strange to say it even though I know it's ok
I think I made my peace with that, but who can say
I don't know now

My brother, the racist, he didn't get there by himself
Hatred is always passed on by someone else
And if I kept him close that might have helped
I'll never know

But I don't want to hold on, I don't want to hold on to that
Who would want to hold on, who would want to hold on to that

My brother, the racist, I think he's still just a little kid
I'm only trying to make excuses for what he did
I don't wish him dead but I don't mind now if he is
Maybe he is

My brother, the racist will die and I won't know when
Guess I'll find out later, I can hold on till then
I don't wish he was dead but he can never be my friend
That won't change

I don't want to hold on, I don't want to hold on to that
Who would want to hold on, who would want to hold on to that
I can't negotiate with that, with all the empathy I lack
Even though I know where it comes from, I don't want to hold on to that