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Boys Will Be Boys

 

Boys Will Be Boys

(album: The Contender - 2019)


I'm going, all white to your funeral
If you think I'm gonna cry, you're delusional
I'm too alive, to contemplate suicide
Ima do it right, I'll see you on the other side

You left my heart in the gutter to drown
How I wish I could go back in time

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
Now fuck all that noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
They make you feel some type of way

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
My turn to make noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
You make me feel some type of way

I'm going, all white to your funeral
It's a brand new life, it's so beautiful
I'm too alive, I got some other guy
Back of my mind, get back of the line

You left my heart in the gutter to drown
How I wish I could go back in time

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
Now fuck all that noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
They make you feel some type of way

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
My turn to make noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
You make me feel some type of way

I'm going, all white to your funeral
If you think I'm gonna cry, you're delusional
'Cause I'm too alive to contemplate suicide
You say you're lonely, that's a lie
I'll see you on the other side

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
Now fuck all that noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
They make you feel some type of way

Boys will be boys, boys, boys
Break heart like toys, toys, toys
My turn to make noise, noise, noise
Pretty boys make graves
You make me feel some type of way

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