Lyrics Family - Apothek

Family

And you’re being stubborn
Don’t treat me like family
Mother, sister, younger brother, father
Walking on stills too much you’re high horse
Comes down to conviction
Walking on stills too much you’re high horse
Comes down to conviction to win the war
Spit out that cube
And you’re coming with me
I got kicked in my chest
And they threw their best punches at me
You’re being stubborn
I’m only an alibi
I’m next to killing the second son
You saw it in the scene beneath the threats of core
Like your mother taught you
Divide, conquer, kill old brother
Saddle upon your raven, high horse
Spit out that cube
And you’re coming with me
I got kicked in my chest
And they threw their best punches at me