Brother (Paul Gannon Psy Bootleg)

I've got you

I've got you

I've got you

When we were young

We were the ones

The kings and queens

Oh yeah, we ruled the world

We smoked cigarettes

Man no regrets

Wish I could relive

Every single word

We've taken different paths

And travelled different roads

I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old

And when you're in the trenches

And you're under fire I will cover you

I've got you

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