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My brother's blood boils in my armsIt balls my fingers into fistsIt bubbles blisters burns my palmsIt floods with fury, fights, and fitsIt's got the good guy in me hidingIt kicks my humble heart aroundIt's got me fiendin' for the fire that could finish off this townO it's got me goodIt's my brother's blood on a cherry treeIt stains the bark from branch to rootIt puddles thick with pits and leavesIt strains the sweetness from the fruitIts got me looking for communionA hiding spot off undergroundAn open plot I could climb intoA lighting promise in my mouthA blackout oath I swore and meant, but couldn't conjure up againI don't know one thing about my brothers bloodNo, I don't know one thing about my brothers bloodIt's my brother's blood In my dirty lungsOn my crooked mouthOn my swollen tongueOn my fathers gunLetras de cancionesOn each strangers faceAcross the bluebird skyOn every hand I shakeNight after nightOn each chuckled prayerSuch sweet reliefA fistful of hairAnd each desperate try for elusive peaceAnd every endless nightAnd each wasted weekAll that dialogue doubling back on meAll that tangled talkAll my growing needsIt my brothers backIts my fathers armsIts every twisted fact in my sorry heartMy sorry heart my sorry heartSpit and scream what's done is doneGo make your peace with everyoneThey don't need to know about my brothers blood From Letras Mania