Boys Songtext
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You make stupid decisions to lose the feeling
Of confused arrangements that you didn′t make
Following through on a bet
You didn't even get to place

Waiting for anyone to disobey
Holding hands through the foulness
To save your face

Got no time
To be silent
To be shy


Throwing truth out the window to make your case
Getting ugly to stay but unbearable to go

You got the temper as an obligation
Knowing no less than them
Of this strange isolation

Got no time
To be silent
To be shy

Got no time
To question the people you treat
′Cus you're only a boy and that's hard to cheat