Monday, June 11, 2012

Touch my brother and I'll break you

This is a little song about how I would stand up for my brother.


You can beat on me and push me around
But if you touch my brother, you’ll be gone before you can hear the sound
This is my last hope, my last wish
You take that away and I’ll make sure you never lived

Try me, but don’t you dare try him
That’s the last mistake you could ever make
We might fight, but he’s my last hope, my last wish
This is my family, you break it, I break you

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try

I pick him up from the ground
You hurt him and of that you’re proud
Come here; let’s see how tough you are.
Let’s see your pride, when you’re on your knees

Come; pick your hands up from your sides
This is the last thing I would ever let slide
Come on; pick those hands up from your sides
Try and run away, I’d like to see you try


Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you
Fear this, because I fear it too
You’ll wish you would have, when I’m done with you

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