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You always take the biggest bites
But you couldn't hold your own in a fight
If you tried
I always hear about the tirades
Throwin' tantrums makes it easy to get your way
Well you got it
Do you expect me to take your side
It doesn't do much to help your nice guy disguise
When you lie
Would you do the same for me
Or is this all just a bitter memory
We're holding onto

You're circling now
It's a matter of time
'Til you can't go any lower
You need me around
But I won't come back
You never were my brother

You're circling now
It's a matter of time
'Til you can't go any lower
You need me around
But I won't come back
You never were my brother



Credits
Writer(s): Ross Swinson
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