[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
You'd think I'd shot their children
From the way that they are talking
And there's no point in responding
'Cause it will not make them stop
[Verse 2]
And I am tired of explaining
And of seeing so much hating
In the very same safe haven
Where I used to just see helping
[Verse 3]
I've been drunk and skipping dinner
Eating skin from off my fingers
And I tried to call my brother
But he no longer exists
[Verse 4]
I keep forgetting to remember
That he would have been much prouder
If he saw me shake these insults off
Instead of getting bitter
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
You'd think I'd shot their children
From the way that they are talking
And there's no point in responding
'Cause it will not make them stop
[Verse 2]
And I am tired of explaining
And of seeing so much hating
In the very same safe haven
Where I used to just see helping
[Verse 3]
I've been drunk and skipping dinner
Eating skin from off my fingers
And I tried to call my brother
But he no longer exists
[Verse 4]
I keep forgetting to remember
That he would have been much prouder
If he saw me shake these insults off
Instead of getting bitter
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