your boy
Dad, your boy is about to fall He walks the razors edge Hes on the brink of fading out Hes at his bitter end Dad, your boy who used to run, you taught him how to crawl He left home to find his own, now all he had is gone In your eyes I see a darkness that torments you and in your head where it dwells Id give you my hand if youd reach out and grab it Lets walk away from this hell Mom, your baby is on his way Hell soon be at your side Cause hes forgotten all hes known A part of him has died Mom may never understand why babys come and go He left home to find his own, now all he has are lies Written February 19th, 2002 © on Feb 19 2002 01:30 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Dad, your boy is about to fall..."