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• Artiste: Patch William
• Titre: The Boy with the Guitar
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He makes his own way he makes his mind Replace his old names in his time We tried to take care but he sits Around all day got nothing to do But make more money in a different way. He plays a mini guitar with his cocaine He passed out when he reached the refrain A few spot lights painted his face green We hid in the street, we fled the scene. So next day I saw from my window The sad sight of him and the guitar walking Slowly through the streets And the friends he meant to meet They all looked and turned the other way Ain't no reason for him to stay. Run run run don't wait and see He'll rob you of your happiness and sell your dignity. He's got covers on his eyes And there's nothing inside He's an empty heart He fills it with lies He's like a boy with no soul He's an empty heart He's like an empty heart He fills it with lies He fills it with lies He's just a boy with a guitar With no one beside him He don't feel so big And the feeling unties him He's made the last stand He lost his way, and now he can't be found His tears fall softly Cause he don't make no sound.