I'm younger than you.

When I made my first request

I took my people straight to the slaughterhouse

I witnessed my death

I made all the mistakes and was embarrassed.

And when I wake up now, so the story is for me (who is it)?

The eyes of history are on me (oh, oh, yes)

I'll tell you what you want.

From an early age I dreamed of fame.

Who is alive? Who died? You don't have control over who tells your story.

We know we can win.

I know there is glory.

But remember, history will follow you from now on.

The story continues.

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A/N: Happy Birthday Washington! (yeah I know he's dead-) 

Hope you enjoyed this chapter.