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Someone's brother, someone's son Someone’s lover, or maybe none The real him smiles for a picture, surrounded by his sisters Laughs with his friends, crossing the street during the day While I wake up in the middle of the night from the nightmare Nightmare. Of someone’s brother, someone’s son Someone’s lover, or maybe none Sleeping in my bed, Naked, red What was that you said? That boy is someone’s brother, someone’s son Someone’s lover, or maybe none Naked and red and dead in my bed
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 11:11 PM UTC
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Someone's brother, someone's son Someone’s lover, or maybe none The real him smiles for a picture, surrounded by his sisters Laughs with his friends, crossing the street during the day While I wake up in the middle of the night from the nightmare Nightmare. Of someone’s brother, someone’s son Someone’s lover, or maybe none Sleeping in my bed, Naked, red What was that you said? That boy is someone’s brother, someone’s son Someone’s lover, or maybe none Naked and red and dead in my bed
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Mar 21, 2021
Mar 21, 2021 at 11:11 PM UTC
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