"Brother" lyrics

"Brother"

Brother
It's so much that I could never say to your face
But by now
You should know the world and all its ways
So find your place

How do I find words that do not condescend
When she bore you before me
Cause she doesn't need a child she needs a friend
A son, not a sob story

(Now you look out for her the way she did for you)
And your priority it must be heard
(Now you look out for her the way she did for you)
Cause we'll never be the way we were

She can't always be there just to hold you down
Our mother
When you are at a age now, well life turns around
My brother

Realize that you don't have to answer to no man
Responsibility comes down to you
But how can I expect you to understand
When you live life like it's so run-through

(Now you look out for her the way she did for you)
And your priority, it must be heard
(Now you look out for her the way she did for you)
Cause we'll never be the way we were

The way we were
We'll never be
At your priority, it must be her


Writer(s): David John Smith, Alison Cole
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