Vagrant thoughts come, to those with none
Mind starts to flay, guilt comes to play
Weary eyes crawl, to whom stands tall
A dreary man, your greatest fan
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Sat in a chair, the fateful heir
Atlas holds up, what must come down
Pseudo success, brothers at best
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Brothers at Best Video (MV)
Performed By: Holographic Moon Society
Language: English
Length: 9:21
Written by: Jimmy Roch, Shannon Murphy
Holographic Moon Society - Brothers at Best Lyrics
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Vagrant thoughts come, to those with none
Mind starts to flay, guilt comes to play
Weary eyes crawl, to whom stands tall
A dreary man, your greatest fan
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Sat in a chair, the fateful heir
Atlas holds up, what must come down
Pseudo success, brothers at best
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Mind starts to flay, guilt comes to play
Weary eyes crawl, to whom stands tall
A dreary man, your greatest fan
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Sat in a chair, the fateful heir
Atlas holds up, what must come down
Pseudo success, brothers at best
Look at the sky its a blatant lie
The moons not so round as your head hits the ground
A silhouette of someone you knew so closely
Held up by an angel, you're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
You're brain dead mostly
Writer: Jimmy Roch, Shannon Murphy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid