There are times I'm ashamed of us all
When you're floating on all the emotion you feel
And reflecting the good and the bad
Will we ever know what the answer to life really is?
Can you really tell me what life is?
Maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you
Could be swept away by fate's own hand We're blood brothers We're blood brothers We're blood brothers We're blood brothers When you think that we've used all our chances
And the chance to make everything right Keep on making the same old mistakes Makes untipping the balance so easy
When we're living our lives on the edge
Say a prayer on the book of the dead "
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