Lyrics Dear Boy (Demo Version) - The Format

you're made for this
dear, dear boy
you're not made for this
dear, dear boy

we watch the stock drop
oh well, they say we're just not high octine
oh well, oh hell, I want to exchange
HIts for a testament
And this will be my sacrifice
Up in the clouds
pick up the tap
Put me down
Now gently, just drop me
Cause this is not a gallery
She takes me seriously
What a joke, she would know
if she wasn't too scared
To pick up the phone and go:

You're not made for this
dear, dear boy
You're not made for this
dear boy

The crime fits
The punishment
And an ice cold sal
Stabbing demons at dusk
She says well
Whom do you trust?
I don't trust anyone
who do you trust?
I don't trust nobody
Not even her?
No, not even me
Boy please, you're not

Think you lie before deceiving
All the people that believe in me
Somewhere Arthur Lee is bleeding
Somewhere Arthur Lee is bleeding
If I came to learn one thing from this
It's that people from Long island
Aren't as old as they seem
They're older than they seem to be

I turn my back to the mirror
All you see is my back
It's leaving you somewhere lethal
to make a red dot
Let's see what you got
Ready or not, here goes
The crime fits the punishment

You're not made for this
Dear, dear boy
You're not made for this
dear, dear boy

you're not made for this
dear, dear boy
you're not made for this
dear, dear boy

you're not made for this
dear, dear boy
you're not
no no no no no ...

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