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Young Forest - Troy şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Young Forest

albüm: Looking North


Wind's crashing into the window frame
Home becomes a foreign place
You're too close to feel safe
Ain't no hope, no love, no grace
Oh poor boy, how long have you been this way?
Hiding in the closet, counting down the days
Cause dad is angry after a few sips of wine
One false move may put you on the line
Oh poor boy just run and run
Look for your own promised land
And keep just one photograph
To remember who you are
That's the sad story of many a poor boy
Boys like you, like me, like Troy
Growing up with a gun in their hand
One more day could be too late
Oh poor boy just run and run
Look for your own promised land
And keep just one photograph
To remember who you are
Oh Troy poor boy just run and run
Look for your own promised land
And keep just one photograph
To remember who you are
Who you are

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