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• Artiste: Such A Surge
• Titre: Poor Boy
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Mind is empty like a six pack If we could we would throw it away Silence like silver Empty words went gold and if we could fly I close my eyes to see the stranger under my skin Laughing about me Feelin' high With my concrete feets on the ground Poor boy They want me to say That good things will come your way Your way One day One day They want me to say That good things will come your way Your way One day One day, yeah Soul no control And if we could we would yeah throw it away You're the last one cause it seems anyone else is gone So please stay I open my eyes and voices in my head They're talkin' about me Feeling down With my head in the clouds, yeah reminding Poor boy They want me to say That good things will (good things will) come your way Your way One day One day They want me to say (WANT ME TO SAY) That good things will come your way Your way One day One day, oh I try to fill hard times with green I try to throw the blinding red away They say the only way to make them pay is to lie I rather die 250.000 ways to die so it's my choice What you see is what you get So am I better off dead ? They want me to say That good things will come your way Your way One day One day, yeah They want me to say (WANT ME TO SAY) That good things will come your way Your way One day One day YEAH...