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Texty: Goldfinger. Stomping Ground. Bro.

You're not my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that

You're not my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro

You think you're my friend
But you just take from me
So now it's the end
Don't fuckin' smile just get the fuck away from me

Bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro

You use your fake friends
Use them then throw them away
So now it's the end
Don't fuckin' smile just get the fuck away from me
Get the fuck away

Bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that

You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro

Now you have forsaken
All that I have known
Now you've really taken me
For everything I own

When I want it back
I doubt you'll ever see
It's you that has to pay the price
And me who is set free

You're not my bro
You're not my bro

'Cause you're not my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that

You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that

You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that

You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend that
You're my bro
Don't say it don't you pretend