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Hey Boy

 

Hey Boy

(álbum: Watch Over Me (Early Works 2002-2009) - 2021)


Hey boy
I like ideas, I like to be inspired
How it feels when all the energy is not drop-tired
I can smile wide and breathe the light of others
But I got my own game baby
I do not take what I cannot cover

Hey boy
Why you look at me like that?
Wanna place your judgements, but you can't
What you don't know, what you never will
The press of my soul
The depth of my skill

And you say...
You say you really dig my style
You really like those things that I do
But if you did, I would think that maybe
You would understand the way I move my body
When I'm dancing, it's not directed at you

Hey boy
Why you look at me like that?
Wanna place your judgements, but you can't
What you don't know, what you never will
The press of my soul
The depth of my skill

Does my faith make me easy?
Am I just some kind of slut?
Some fucking groupie cause I dig this music?
And if I'm talking to some guy
Well that could only imply
I'm gonna take him home, I'm gonna use him
Why would you assume it?

Hey boy
Why you look at me like that?
Wanna place your judgements, but you can't
What you don't know, what you never will
The press of my soul
The depth of my skill

And hey boy
Why you look at me like that?
Wanna place your judgements, but you can't
Inside of me, there grows this tree
It's branches are free, are free

Don't give yourself so much credit
Waving your hand at my frivolous behaviour
Think I could be an honest open source to
To be reckoned with and I don't owe you shit
Cause you bought me a drink, oh

Well, hey boy

feito

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