Sometimes we fight,I get it.
I never listen to what you have to say,
maybe because I don't get your point.
And you never listen to me,
because...you're you.
Well we've been through hell bro
because I may be a selfish idiot,
and you may be a stuck up fool,
but, the truth is,
all we've got is each other.
I know you worry about me,
because that is what siblings do.
You never show me what's really inside you;
that is your way of calming me down.
So remember this:
We're family,
and right now,
family is all we've got.
Look, you're my brother. And I'd die for you.
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