Brothers, Sisters, Lovers, Etc.

Brother, tell me now
How you got this far but havent given up
I fantasize about our future selves,
The part in which we dive beneath the sun and drinking(?)

Grandpa, on the platform
Staring at his knees, they've got so worn,
A penny on his shoes to keep him(?)
A(?) on his skin to every inch of self thats left
Heavy burdens and evening blues with things I knew quite well
And after all were just waiting for the(?)

Oh(?), you've got it bad
Picks you up and drops you off so fast
Feels like starting over every time,
No matter what you say or choose you never get it right,
So far what i've learned is that it doesn't hurt to try,
Until it does i'll do my best tonight
Baby,(?) bad
Your feet are oh so dirty from those tracks,
I wish that i had met you on the way,
Instead of at the start where I could not find what to say,
Regret's like saying no and being thick, or (?), or sway, we dont really talk so much these days,
No we dont really talk so much these days

-a.m.



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Writer(s): Santiago Dietche
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