Aesthetics Versus Architecture - Youngblood lyrics

I am the youngblood I am my mother's son I am the youngblood I am my mother's son I have my father's eyes And an addictive appetite I have rode the pale horse Into a town of who*es and thieves I married a drug who constantly cheats Oh, the change in the blood Oh, the change in the blood Oh, the change in my brother, my blood Oh, the change You always told me to pray to God But he is not listening to you He has been talking to me And he wanted me to tell you Things will never be the way you want them to be And I am not sorry And neither is he I am the youngblood I am my family's trade A f**ing mistake Oh brother, tell me of the man that you'll become Oh brother, tell me what it's like to be the perfect son Oh brother, tell me how you live with yourself making our mother cry Oh brother, tell me how you live with yourself letting your brother die Oh, the change in my blood Oh, the change in the blood Oh, the change in the blood Oh, the change in my brother, my blood Oh, the change I am the youngblood I am my mother's son I am the Youngblood I am my mother's son