My brother’s born on Easter
God was my half brother
My brother’s born on Christmas
My brother’s born on Easter
God was my half brother
And God, I’d like to meet her
Yeah our cheeks are similar
Yeah we’ve got the same nose
His hands, well I’m not sure
How’d he get those?
Some kind of divine hybrid
I wonder who’s recessive allelomorphs expressed
To make your neck so freckled?
My brother’s born on Christmas My brother’s born on Easter God was my half brother My brother’s born on Christmas My brother’s born on Easter God was my half brother And God, I’d like to meet her Yeah our cheeks are similar Yeah we’ve got the same nose His hands, well I’m not sure How’d he get those? Some kind of divine hybrid I wonder who’s recessive allelomorphs expressed To make your neck so freckled? Explain Request ×
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