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Fat Nick

Boys Will Be Boys

 

Boys Will Be Boys

(album: HELLO I'M VULNERABLE - 2023)


[Fat Nick:]
I'm stuck-up, she's distant
We're fucked up, a lost cause
She's faded, she hates me
Wonder why I'm alone and you don't miss me

I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time, I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well
I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time, I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well

[Teddy:]
Last night, now we only get older
I never act right, got that chip on my shoulder
I never call back, got these ghosts in my room
I gotta crawl back, never leaving too soon
Even when I call for your help
I'm a thousand miles away
Even when I crawl for your help
Yeah, I got nothing to say
Yeah, I got nothing to say

[Fat Nick:]
I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time, I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well
I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time, I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well

Cigarette burning, world keep on turning
I still get fucked up thinking of your touch
I won't forget you, shouldn't have met you
Mental off this touch, bitch, you just bad luck

I hate talking about it
Boys will be boys and we suffer in silence
Extra, extra, read all about it
Turned the page, so fuck all you promised
I hate talking about it
Boys will be boys and we suffer in silence

I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well
I know she don't need nobody else
I keep fucking up my mental health
This the last time, I'ma save myself
This the last time I'ma wish you well

Fatto

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