Brothers

Axel Mansoor

Little brother won't you open up, open up your eyes?
All my good intentions have this funny way, ugly way, of making you cry
Though my heart was hidden, I have always been, and always will be by your side
So little brother won't you open up, open up your eyes?

Was it enough?
This love too tough?
I didn't want you to hurt
But you needed to learn

You're so damn proud
A bit too loud
I might not show
But you need to know

Though you copied my every move
Though you showed me no gratitude
Though through love you have learned abuse
I am still your brother

Shaping clay and breaking molds, for all you've ever done is grown
How proud of you I really am, is something you have never known

Was it enough?
This love too tough?
I didn't want you to hurt
But you needed to learn

You're so damn proud
A bit too loud
I might not show
But you need to know

Though you copied my every move
Though you showed me no gratitude
Though through love you have learned abuse
I am still your brother

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

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