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Boy

A boy is running along the road
Knocking down poles
His stumbling feet
Tell him 'we'll get you there,
but not a step back!'
The boy wishes to be a god
But it's so hard,
and sad, and so lonely
He told me that, drunk and looking straight into my eyes.
 
No money, no sex
Music's dead, the boy's screwed
No money, no sex
Music's dead...
 
The boy forgot on his way
why he was running
He ran, grew up
And also grew a sting
And running got harder
 
Past rains, street lamps
Past dreams and insomnias
Faster, not to be late and to remember everything
Gorging people's smiles
 
No money, no sex
Music's dead, the boy's screwed
No money, no sex
Music's dead...
 
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