Tate Eskew - Younger Brother Lyrics

Take a look at my eyes
Tell me what you see
Empty patterns of nervousness
That's what you wanted from me
You say it doesn't matter anyway
Eat your words this one time
We don't have to go
Where's your younger brother
I bet he doesn't show
Because he's a headcase
I bet he learned it from you
Cliché, cliché
Touché, touché
Take more pills and you're okay
Cliché, cliché
Touché, touché
Your life begins or ends today
They didn't even expect us
We made it out okay
Several million in paper
What an easy escape
Now we don't have to worry anymore
Cliché, cliché
Touché, touché
Take more pills and you're okay
Cliché, cliché
Touché, touché
Your life begins or ends today