Released on June 13, 2025

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My father works up a ladder

Works till his fingers bleed

Till his lungs are filled with dust

Got to break your back for your brother

You gotta live for one another

Let your brain go soft

Got enough time just not enough to make a discovery of

How when I let you take a hold of me

I can feel myself coming down without a sound

Robin Brown really knows how to pull out a riff

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew

They said you’re a dеad ringer

For the fella who claims that hе knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

My mother worked till her back broke

Never wants nothing for herself

Always gives never takes

So maybe maybe next week

I’ll get up off the floor or let my brain rot even more

Said I need to bend it like Beckham

I politely said no thank you sir

I don’t like sports

But if I blew my mind out in a car

Would even notice that I’d gone away

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

My father works up a ladder

Works till his fingers bleed

Till his lungs are filled with dust

Got to break your back for your brother

Gotta live for one another

Let your brain go soft

Got enough time just not enough to make a discovery of

How when I let you take a hold of me

I can feel myself coming down without a sound

Robin Brown really knows how to pull out a riff

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims that he knew better

They said you’re a dead ringer

For the fella who claims he knew

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you

Bit the hand that fed you