Brother, come with me to the dark sea
Walk with me to the empty
Face with me all the misery
The torment that you will see
Feeling small up against the tall
They would not pass you the ball
Being less than all the rest
Holding yourself to their test
It’s not too late.
Brother, let me show you what we all do
The others out there just like you
Ask some questions, seek replies
Let me help you realize
Know-it-alls don’t have a heart
Napoleon Fucking Bonaparte
Others have their likes and needs
Think of them as you breathe
It’s not too late.
Brother, my experience of you
Was ridicule and torment, too
You gave me those Indian burns
Your alliance, I rarely earned
One-upping me was your game
Keeping me inside my lane
Making fun of what I’d do
A lifelong nickname to remind me, too
It’s not too late.
Brother, as you get there up in age
I’ll help you put away your rage
Open up and face your truth
A brand new portrait in the photo booth
I’ve been here all along
Our name will live after we’re gone
You are still my family
But is this all there will be?
