Brother (Paul Gannon Psy Bootleg)
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
When we were young
We were the ones
The kings and queens
Oh yeah, we ruled the world
We smoked cigarettes
Man no regrets
Wish I could relive
Every single word

We've taken different paths
And travelled different roads
I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old
And when you're in the trenches
And you're under fire I will cover you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you

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I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you
I've got you