It's a beautiful thing, family I don't mean blood, you know what it means When you burn, I burn When you hurt, I hurt So please don't go It's the sweater that sticks It's the Sunday sermon Opposition is sick But it's so important And nobody gets it, and neither do you All we know is the pain that it's put you through Like when you burn, I burn When you hurt, I hurt I spend most of my time just praying you'll win this fight And I know you know I love you So, I'll say it one more time Just think of me, think of life Try to see the butterflies When your pain is too much, and you need to shut it up So, you feel overly numb and feel it all at once Just try to imagine what it'd be like to know That you felt it right, and you just had to let it all go You felt it right, and you just had to let it all go