Murder By Death - 01 - Boy Decide | Текст песни

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• Murder By Death
• 01 - Boy Decide

there’s a son he is born
with a silver spoon in his mouth
go on boy admit it there’s got to be something you love enough to protect
you tire of things i know but you’ve got to push on

some men crave women
and some men crave gold
some folks die too young
and some die too old
some just want to pass life with liquor and cards
some work to the top and well some don’t get far

BOY DECIDE
BOY DECIDE
you’re too old to fuck around and too young to die
time to try a life on for size
now the time it has come to pull yourself out of the mud and fix yourself up hell don’t you care how you look?
your mother god rest her
she’d spin in her grave if she knew what a mess you have made
'cause you’re pissin’ into the wind squandering the life you were given now what will you do? you’re wasting away still alive digging a hole you can dive into when you get tired of fighting