Top Songs By The Brother K Melee
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Kwong
Songwriter
Lyrics
Now my home is what's been refused, ooze and used bruises some fool's excuses
I got a taste of absolutes, I got drunk on absolution
Climbed to the ceiling, stuck out my hand
But you know the ceiling stung
So I leaned back and took a dive into a warm bed of pollution
The pollution it seduces you
You know it never leaves your lungs
Still he loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
And what is wrong will somehow repeat but what is done is done
You can only anticipate the things that move behind you
And you know the carvings in the caves match the colors of the sun
And the hand that you are looking for is the hand that always finds you
Still he loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
He loves me like an only child
Now my home is what's been refused, ooze and used bruises some fool's excuses
Widows, orphans, traitors, rebels under the gun
Bring it around and lay it down for the bloody outcast son
Because he loves me like an only child
Writer(s): Lucas Kwong
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