Brother
Pour the crack cocain
Feel like Charlie Sheen
Drug dealers counting ounces on his little machine
Storing packs of data
Someone call the cops
Been too busy trying to make it
From the fucking ops
Oh me oh my
The acids is my eye
Did you cherish me
Or did I die
Sentimental blues
Hate is me and you
They are ripping us apart
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
No they don't like
The cool kids
But acid kids are cool kids
The never stay in school kids
That's what they want
They wanna rip us off
They wanna rip us all apart
Follow everyone
Force me to follow you
Become an addict
Or you're never gonna make it through
Hold it back again
Guess who's back again
This is the centerfold of us
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Feel like Charlie Sheen
Drug dealers counting ounces on his little machine
Storing packs of data
Someone call the cops
Been too busy trying to make it
From the fucking ops
Oh me oh my
The acids is my eye
Did you cherish me
Or did I die
Sentimental blues
Hate is me and you
They are ripping us apart
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
No they don't like
The cool kids
But acid kids are cool kids
The never stay in school kids
That's what they want
They wanna rip us off
They wanna rip us all apart
Follow everyone
Force me to follow you
Become an addict
Or you're never gonna make it through
Hold it back again
Guess who's back again
This is the centerfold of us
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Have you seen my brother
He looks like where he belongs
He ain't got no mother
They don't care for where he's gone
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Vilding
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