Matthew Ryan
P.S.
Come on get your hands off my sisterCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my motherCome on get your hands off my sisterCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my loverThe road gets longAnd it's gets harderTo get back homeTo not feel aloneDarkness you're a cruel, cruel weatherGot me worried about our tetherIf this is it for worse or betterI swear you'll have to come and get herNo one wantsTo disappearBelow the smokeThat hovers hereCome on get your hands off my sisterSongtexteCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my loverI only wantWhat gets harder to seeBeyond the junkAnd miseryCome on get your hands off my sisterCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my motherCome on get your hands off my sisterCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my loverThe truth gets hardAnd it can wreck youBut I was born To protect youCome on get your hands off my sisterCome on get your hands off my brotherCome on get your hands off my fatherCome on get your hands off my loverI only wantWhat gets harder to seeBeyond the junkAnd misery
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