Boy On A String
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Socratic - Boy In A Magazine

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

@ @

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll crack my head,

Then pour in some sorrow,

I stole some things from you

I could have easily borrowed.

When you were pissed and on the rag.

I waited around but now I'm packing my bags.

To live on a street in Hollywood.

Will they love me there?

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I won't have a bed.

I'll still have my string stained hand.

I call home

where animals are buried in the backyard.

When you were pissed and on the rag.

I waited around but now I'm packing my bags.

To live on a street in Hollywood.

Will they love me there?

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

Socratic - Boy In A Magazine

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

@ @

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll crack my head,

Then pour in some sorrow,

I stole some things from you

I could have easily borrowed.

When you were pissed and on the rag.

I waited around but now I'm packing my bags.

To live on a street in Hollywood.

Will they love me there?

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I won't have a bed.

I'll still have my string stained hand.

I call home

where animals are buried in the backyard.

When you were pissed and on the rag.

I waited around but now I'm packing my bags.

To live on a street in Hollywood.

Will they love me there?

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

I'll be a boy in a magazine.

I'll mean nothing to you,

You'll mean nothing to me.

You asked to go so I guess that I'll leave

And just be a boy in a magazine.

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