Two of a Kind

The father
The son
Two of a kind
It bothers them both
They're nothing alike
You're young and he's flawless
Or maybe you're blind
The older they get
The more of a child

Oh no
You don't
Know nothing at all
Maybe he don't want you to

Sitting so close
Nothing to say
When did he start
Drifting away
Grasping for straws
Is it too late
Is it too late
Is it too late

Oh no
You don't
Know nothing at all
Maybe he don't want you to

Oh no
You don't
No you don't know shit
Now just live with it
Oh no
You don't
How could you understand
Your head's stuck in the sand

Two of a kind
An endless fight
Two of a kind



Credits
Writer(s): Adrian Cantu, Noah Lahn, Samuel Bergmann, Simon Henschen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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