Elliott Smith
Elliott Smith - Christian Brother lyrics
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No bad dream fucker's gonna boss me around Christian brothers gonna take him down But it can't help me get over Don't be cross it's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Fake concerns is what's the matter, man And you think I ought to shake your motherfucking hand Well I know how much you care Don't be cross it's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Come here by me I want you here Nightmares become me it's so fucking clear Nightmares become me it's so fucking clear