Pain (Promise Me)

(álbum: The Lost Boys - 2015)

Promise me you won't end up like them
Promise me you'll be yourself
Promise me you'll take things on the chin
Like Tyson showing off his health

Promise me you'll be the
Be the man you wish they were
With patience to take you 'round the world
Promise me you'll never raise your hand
Promise me you'll always try to understand

I know it's hard to handle
I know it's hard to take
Your love is hard to channel
It seems so far
But they seem to love
Pain
Pain
Pain

Oh, ohhh

Promise me you'll talk and talk for days
Know 'em like the back o' your hand
Promise me you won't be bound by rage
Like a lion defending it's land
Promise me you'll own up
When you know deep down you're wrong
With the patience to try to make things right
Promise me you'll never raise your hand
Promise me you'll always try to understand

I know it's hard to handle
I know it's hard to take
Your love is hard to channel
It seems so far
But they seem to love
Pain
Pain

He gets a text saying "He broke the mic in the studio"
E-mail from a lawyer he don't even know
Some phone calls cause a friend had a episode
So the phone's glued to his hand like a ten year old
And he's kicking himself just like Fight Club
Cause his parents don't see him much and he knows
But he ain't even got to turn the mic up
To hear the voices raised in the household
Past beefs that their hearts can't let go
Come right back around like Merry-go
Dad's blood pressure takes hold real quick
Then its like Uh-oh Spaghetti-O's
Daddy takes the chopping board with his hands raised
Son runs to take his Mum's place
"Do that again, Dad and I'll break your face"
Daddy stares at his little boy's face
As the boy screams "TRY ME! TRY ME!"
"I ain't really fighting for much of a family
You and mom fight like there's gonna be winners but after the fight tell me what you both see?"
The boy's phone rings, he don't answer
The ref can't leave 'til the round's up
Hour later and they're watching X-Factor
Giggling and laughing like they weren't about to end stuff
Either it gets squashed or it's a rain check
Boy takes the phone out, tapping all vexed
He's looking for the sex and desperado
Two drinks he knows makes the pain go
Instead he runs to his friend the episode
All the unread texts says alot
She says, "I'm close to blowing my head-top"
So he hugs like its a head lock
Singing
"I know it's hard to handle
I know it's hard to take
If you fall you've got dons to catch you
I've got you love
We'll rise above
Pain"

I know it's hard to handle
I know it's hard to take
Your love is hard to channel
It seems so far
But they seem to love
Pain