To think I called you family
To think you’re my brother
To think that now it’s were
To think how you destroyed her
To think that all your mates now think your fake
To think how much your mum protects your fate
To think how much longer this will drag
To think where you’ll be in 5 years time
To think about how it all went wrong
To think that we were destined from the start
To think that our parents done the same
Surely man like you’d think that was enough
Enough to stop the scale tipping
Enough to stop our lives becoming
Enough to keep us going on living
Enough to keep us away from the streets
Enough too keep us on our feet
Enough too keep us all clean
Enough too not destroy our dreams
Enough to keep us together till the end of things
Enough I guess it’s just a memory