Arise Dear Brother

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We shall get together when the day is done
 ♪
 Rise to the moon, and set with the sun
 You don't have to rush my pace, I always come
 I think you're the one
 But wait, there's some trouble with my mother
 You know, I would rather be with you, lover
 But sometimes she goes wrong
 She needs a helping hand to stay strong
 Even though you fucked him, I don't really give a shit
 Maybe cause of my absence, you say it gives you the slip
 To slip, you slip and slide
 Let this guy inside what I thought was mine
 That night she lied, girl it reminds me of why
 She's not my kind
 Damn that slippery slime
 Came back to hold me sometime
 Another week I feel weak
 Pretty sure I'm dying, as I speak
 No prophets to seek
 I told her all of this and she didn't feel sorry for me
 When we meet, I am meat
 A blue moon midnight treat
 And in the aftermath I can't sleep
 You could complain, but I like to keep discrete
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 
 We shall get together when the day is done
 ♪
 Rise to the moon, and set with the sun
 You don't have to rush my pace, I always come
 I think you're the one
 But wait, there's some trouble with my mother
 You know, I would rather be with you, lover
 But sometimes she goes wrong
 She needs a helping hand to stay strong
 Even though you fucked him, I don't really give a shit
 Maybe cause of my absence, you say it gives you the slip
 To slip, you slip and slide
 Let this guy inside what I thought was mine
 That night she lied, girl it reminds me of why
 She's not my kind
 Damn that slippery slime
 Came back to hold me sometime
 Another week I feel weak
 Pretty sure I'm dying, as I speak
 No prophets to seek
 I told her all of this and she didn't feel sorry for me
 When we meet, I am meat
 A blue moon midnight treat
 And in the aftermath I can't sleep
 You could complain, but I like to keep discrete
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 You could complain,
 But I like to keep discrete (It was all stuck together)
 

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Duration
02:54
Tempo
110 BPM

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