Ten blues in another sun, ten calls that I still avoid
Now, I'm not your boy
I forgot how to work the fun, my heart is so unemployed
Now I'm not your boy
I wanna say that you're all the best
I wanna say that it's been a joy
And as I weave my eerie nest
You know that I'm not your boy
Know that I'm not your boy
Nothing ever cools the burn
And nothing ever fills the holes in a day
When I feel like I won't get my turn
A little cup of peace, I can raise to the room
All the ghosts and the gloom
As they hum their little tunes
(Ohh, oh, oh)
I wanna know why the air at night is afraid of my little lungs
Now I'm not your boy
I want my soul to be a kite, for all the love to ride and run
And still I'm not your boy
I gave the black days too much time
And the good days, not enough
I could have been such a freeing crime
But you know that I'm not your boy
Know that I'm not your boy
Nothing ever cools the burn
And nothing ever fills the holes in a day
When I feel like I won't get my turn
A little cup of peace, I can raise to the room
All the ghosts and the gloom
As they hum their little tunes
(Ohh, oh)
Nothing ever cools the burn
And nothing ever fills the holes in a day
When I feel like I won't get my turn
A little cup of peace I can raise to the room
All the ghosts and the gloom
As they hum their little tunes
(Ohh, oh, oh)
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