| My dear siamese twin
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| My dear siamese twin
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| Us brothers we stuck together
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| Us brothers we stuck together
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| Us brothers we stuck together
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| Always all days
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| Even if we were not born tethered
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| Even if we were not born tethered
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| Even if we were not born tethered
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| All praise, all praise
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| That neighbor of ours
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| That neighbor of ours
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| Growing up would give us meals
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| We were just too poor
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| We were just too poor
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| He hated seeing us steal
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| Brother you have taught me how to show thanks
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| Because I was born with a few blanks
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| Momma gave us birth, a body we share
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| But you took all the feelins and I just blankly stare
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| When Christopher cried after his dog died
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| You explained to me
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| You explained to me what he was feeling inside, inside
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| Our whole lives we walked as one
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| Attached at the hips we, we’d run to the sun!
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| Our whole lives we walked as one
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| Attached at the hips we, we’d run to the sun!
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| Wasn’t born with the emotions to feel
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| Just our outside pain which made me squeal
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| As we got older you got more sick
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| Saying this world has too much in it
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| Too much grief
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| Too much joy
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| Too much confusion
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| Too much to destroy
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| It’s just too much
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| It’s just too much
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| You being born with our passions combined
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| I felt your insides
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| I felt your insides slowly decline
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| Love is so paralyzing
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| Your hurt is my paradise
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| Brother you said love felt so paralyzing
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| You couldn’t even describe it to me, it was so agonyzing
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| You died in 1989 from a broken heart
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| I’m unsure what to feel and I can’t rip us apart
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| Your rotting corpse still attached to me
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| I drag you along my days, carefree
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| I drag you along my days, carefree
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| It’s hard to tell why I’m still here
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| I miss you just whispering emotions in my ear
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| I can’t connect with another soul
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| So down the rabbit hole
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| I’ll forever go |