accepted contact, an engine for change
rosewater contract the crippled exchange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
accepted the format
was ready for a change
the dog that grew from a puppy into mange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother i told you this: "you know its never fun"
"you know its never fun"
accepted contract an engine for change
the believers accept that
the others change
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
oh brother you don't have to lay down your guns
in the cold rain mattresses rotting
the newsprint is fading
your mothers are crying
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother its not much its not much fun
Atlas Sound - Brother Lyrics
Atlas Sound - Brother Lyrics
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accepted contact, an engine for change
rosewater contract the crippled exchange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
accepted the format
was ready for a change
the dog that grew from a puppy into mange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother i told you this: "you know its never fun"
"you know its never fun"
accepted contract an engine for change
the believers accept that
the others change
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
oh brother you don't have to lay down your guns
in the cold rain mattresses rotting
the newsprint is fading
your mothers are crying
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother its not much its not much fun
rosewater contract the crippled exchange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
accepted the format
was ready for a change
the dog that grew from a puppy into mange
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother i told you this: "you know its never fun"
"you know its never fun"
accepted contract an engine for change
the believers accept that
the others change
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
oh brother you don't have to lay down your guns
in the cold rain mattresses rotting
the newsprint is fading
your mothers are crying
brother you don't have to lay down your guns
brother its not much its not much fun