Someone else¡¯s boy, you¡¯ve had it so hard,
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Will you grow up to be you,
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Or a sum of your parts just hanging in the air?
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Someone else¡¯s boy, tell me your convoluted stories through half-rotten mouth,
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I will decipher them, to tell the world of your heart,
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How beautiful things can come from the dark,
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Oh, boy
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Someone else¡¯s boy, I have seen your face,
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Light in the stars, it was then I knew,
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That your heart was pure, that it had not yet been destroyed,
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Oh, no
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Someone else¡¯s boy, I have hope for you,
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That you will keep your love for the world,
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Even though it beats you down, every day,
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For the rest of your stay
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If you could sweep up the pieces and watch them swirl,
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You could even find love in the arms of someone else¡¯s girl
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Someone else¡¯s boy, though your life has been short,
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You¡¯ve seen more pain than most of us know,
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If you make it through this, vacuum up the mess,
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Smile to yourself, lying on your nice new clean floor
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Beautiful Things Can Come From The Dark
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| Azure Ray |
