Boys Will Be Boys

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Who do you think you are?

Bruising me with your ego.

You're not the first.

I dont owe you anything.

I don't care what you think you know about me.

If you want to ask, just ask.

I'm not afraid.

What you choose to believe..

That's up to you.

I'm just being me.

And I'll continue to be.

And I guess..

Boys will be boys.

Love, Eran.

Current Song Mood: Benny - Boys Will Be Boys

I'm so tired of your illusions
Rules never change
And my mind is so abusive
Taking on the shapes

When it comes to your love, is it unconditional?
When it comes to my love, anything is fixable
And all these noises so relentless
I need a second to breathe

Cause if boys will be boys
We do the best that we can
Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands
Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes
When mothers lose their sons
And their fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
When mothers lose their sons
And fathers watch them go

I'm no longer taking lessons from those who broke before
Now that I am done confessing the words have left me sore
When you feel the restless pain
As it crawls out of your heart
And the thoughts of yesterday
Bring you to where you are
All these voices that once controlled me can't contain me here

Cause if boys will be boys
And we do the best that we can
Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands
Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes
When mothers lose their sons
And their fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
When mothers lose their sons
And fathers watch them go

Tell me how it feels to win it
Has it gone according to your plan?
Do you wish that you'd forget it or?
Or do you feel less like a human?
Ooh if boys don't cry not a man am I
Not a day goes by that I've had to lie
Who I was before
Since I closed that door
And it's all white noise
That boys must be boys

Cause if boys will be boys
And we do the best that we can
Cover for our brothers while we suffer from our own hands
Boys will be boys, that's the way that this thing goes
When mothers lose their sons
And their fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
When mothers lose their sons
And fathers watch them go

Fathers watch them go
Fathers watch them go
When mothers lose their sons
And fathers watch them go