Fuck Up My High
de Wilson
Take his statement, go get his pulse
Take his good name and make it yours
I’ve read your books, and oh dear lord
Your father knows by now and you’re all mine
No one’s alone here, no one’s alone
Tear off a limb and bleed a new home
Follow me down, don’t say you wouldn’t
You’re just as tragic as the worm you have born
Mama say it sadly, now mama say it low
There’s no blood like the blood of your own
Are we in? Are we in?
When we were young we believed in our sins
Like I could be the one
Yea, I will be his son
Mama say mama say: Get out, get out
I’m shaking at your tree!
Your family’s begging down on their knees!
I’m tearing out your love
I can beat your dad, I will be his son!
When we were young
When we were young
We just sinned to get along
Get young! Get along!
Don’t say you wouldn’t
Get young! Get along
Don’t say. Don’t say it
Mama say it sadly, mama say it low
I’m shaking at your tree!
Your family’s begging down on their knees!
I’m tearing out your love
I can beat your dad, I will be his son!
I can be your son!
Don’t say we wouldn’t
I can be his son!
Don’t say we wouldn’t
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