there goes my brother i know from my childhood.
there goes my brother that i doesn麓t know me now.
too emberassing!it麓s too emberassing.
i want to greet him,but i don麓t know how...
in kindergarten we shared everything,
we were family forever.
kings of the hill and the chiefs of the playground,
parents hated us but we didn麓t care.
the two-little indians who fukked all the cowboys up...
we killed everyone with our plastic-guns (bang!bang!).
but that is long ago,you don麓t know me no more..
but bakk in the sandbox we were the ones.
yo,should i greet,should i not?
should i speak,should i not?
should i let him pass me by?
but what if he doesn麓t recognize my face?
i麓m his brother from bakk in the days!
yo,should i run,should i hide?
should i jump on the side?
should i let him walk away?
maybe it麓s better,
but i will never know if i dont even try...
hey...
there goes my brother i know from my childhood.
there goes my brother that i doesn麓t know me now.
too emberassing!it麓s too emberassing.
i want to greet him,but i don麓t know how...
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