everydya is lowkey dreadful

losing sight of my will to live rn ong im tired as hell

hamilton facee s an endles juphill climb he ha ssomethign to prove he has nohting to lose

deathdoesnt discirminaten betwen the siners and shthe saints it takes n it take and it takes and bwe keep living anywya

123456789 therer 10 things u need to know! NUMBER OEN! we rowed acros the hudson at dawn my friendwilliam p van ness on as my NUMBER TWO

hamilton arrived with his crew nathaniel penddleton and a doctor thta he knew NUMBER THRE! i wastched hamilton examine the terrain i wish i ciuld tlll u what was happening in his brain .. this man has poisoned my political pursuits! MOST DISPUTES DIE AND NO ONE SHOOTS!!!!

NUMBER FOUR! hamilton drew first position ;lookingto the worldli ke a man on a mission this is a soldier with a marksmans abilityt he doctor turned around so he could have deniabilitey

FIVE!! now ididnt knwothis at the time we ewere near the same spotyuor son died is thta why? SIX!!

he examined his gunwith such rigori watched as he methodicaly fiddled wit da trigger... confesion time? heres what i got. my fellow soldiers willtell u im a terrible shot . NUMBER EIGHT!!!!

they wont teach u this in ur classes but look it up, hamilton waz wearin his glasses. why, if not to take deadly aim?????/ it s him o r me the world will enever be the same. i had only one thought before the slaughter. tHIS MAN WILL NOT MAKE AN ORPHAN OF MY DAUGHTER!!!!!!!!

LOOK HIM IN THE EYE, AIM NO HIGHER !! SUMMON ALL THE COURAGE YOU REQUIRE THEN COUNT

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 NUMBER 10 PACES FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!💥

i imagine death so much it feels more like a memory, is this where it gets me? on my feet, several feet in front of me?

i see it coming, do i run or fire my gun or let it be?

there is no beat, no melody burr, my first friend, my enemy maybe the last face i'll ever see if i throw away my shot, is this how you'll remember me? what if this bullet is my legacy?

legacy, what is a legacy?

its planting seeds in a garden youll never get to see i wrote some notes at the beginning ofa song someone will sing for me america, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me you let me make a difference, a place where even orphan immigrants can leave their fingerprints and rise up

im running out of time, im running and my times up, wise up! eyes up! icatch a glimpse of the other side laurens leads a soldiers chorus on the other side, my son is on the other side, he's with my mother on the other side, washington is on the other side

teach me how to say goodbye, rise up, rise up, eliza!

my love, take your time i'll see you on the other side raise a glass to freedom WAIT

i strike him right between his ribs. i walk towards him, but I am ushered away. they row him back across the hudson i get a drink

i hear wailing in the streets somebody tells me "youd better hide" they say angelica and eliza were both by his side when he died

death doesnt discriminate between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes history obliterates, in every picture it paints it paints me in all my mistakes

when alexander aimed at the sky he may have been the first to die but im the one who paid for it

i survived but i paid for it

now im the villain in your history i was too young and blind to see i shoudlve known i shoudlve known the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me

the world was wide enough for both hamilton and me

the world was wide enoughfor both hamilton and me.....

burr is too fat