Testo Boys Don't Cry - Key

Testo della canzone Boys Don't Cry (Key), tratta dall'album I Love You Say It Back

Boys don't cry
Boys don't cry
Pussy, ho
Boys don't cry
Hurricane season but it's category five
I can feel the pulse but I'd rather let it die, yeah, I'd rather let it die
You can never get my mind, no, you'll never get inside, no
I didn't see at first, now it's magnified
Had a little taste, now I'm traumatized
You want me to stay, I have not arrived
You and me against the world but I don't wanna lie (ayy)
Who am I kidding? I've been kidding myself
I speak for me, can't speak for anybody else
Showing hands if it's anybody else
Self-medication, I've been healing myself, ayy
Driving fast, I forgot where I was going, ayy
I picked you, you was chosen, ayy
We locked in, we was frozen (frozen)
And you changed, it's not me, ayy
You wanted this and got me
I think you've been missed
I wanted love, what is this?
Boys don't cry
Hurricane season but it's category five
I can feel the pulse but I'd rather let it die, yeah, I'd rather let it die
You can never get my mind, no, you'll never get inside, no
I didn't see at first, now it's magnified
Had a little taste, now I'm traumatized
You want me to stay, I have not arrived
You and me against the world but I don't wanna lie
I don't wanna hold you up, just wanna hold you down
Floating off a pick-me-up just so I won't drown
Told my partner, "Pick me up, I'm too lit right now"
Cop a pack of TLC and burn it down
Moving fast, I ain't even get to know you, ayy
This the type of shit to mold you, to cold you
Don't let it rule you like O'Doyle, okay
Tryna be tough, for God's sakes, I'm a rapper
Staring at my phone, tryna turn time backwards
D'Angelo and Lauryn Hill, nothing even matters
How the hell I miss her when I never really had her?
Boys don't cry
Hurricane season but it's category five
I can feel the pulse but I'd rather let it die, yeah, I'd rather let it die
You can never get my mind, no, you'll never get inside, no
I didn't see at first, now it's magnified
Had a little taste, now I'm traumatized
You want me to stay, I have not arrived
You and me against the world but I don't wanna lie
Driving fast, I forgot where I was going



Credits
Writer(s): Marquis Devone Whittaker, Robert John Richardson, Alec Michael Tolkin
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