Tác giả : Beck
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Brother are you really here? 
The package i received is gone 
Are you a phantom detective 
Can you read my soul backwards? 
I will glide with you 
If you are a backwards ghost 
I will hire you 
 
Brother are you really home 
Holy as a blessed worm 
Paradise ambassador; bring me to your room 
And i will throw you rocks today 
"watch them pass right through" you say 
"this is not a game or test 
We both have done some grievin'" 
 
Brother with your vast reward 
Treasury who can't afford 
Surgeries in innocence abounds 
And i have read in paper books 
My eyes are glands on twisted hooks 
Never have i felt or looked 
So sorry for you now 
 
Brother are you trained to spy 
One eye open, one eye dry? 
When i die will you be my neighbor? 
Tell me things i'd like to know 
Dress it up from head to toe 
Let them know to and fro, 
From here and tomorrow 
 
Brother are you really here? 
The message i received is gone 
Are you a phantom detective? 
Can you read my soul backwards? 
I will glide with you 
If you are a backwards ghost 
I will hire you