Letra da Música: Boy In A Magazine - Socratic

I'll be a boy in a magazine
I'll mean nothing to you, you'll mean nothing to me
You asked to go so I guess that'll I'll leave and just be a boy in a magazine

I'll clap my hand then pour in some sorrow
I stole some things from you I could have easily borrowed

When you were pissed and on the rack
I waited around but now I'm packing my bags
To live on street in Hollywood
They will love me there

I'll be a boy in a magazine
I'll mean nothing to you, you'll mean nothing to me
You asked to go so I guess that'll I'll leave and just be a boy in a magazine

I won't have a bed
I'll still have my string stained hands
I got home where animals are buried in the back yard

When you were pissed and on the rack
I waited around but now I'm packing my bags
To live on street in Hollywood
They will love me there

I'll be a boy in a magazine
I'll mean nothing to you, you'll mean nothing to me
You asked to go so I guess that'll I'll leave and just be a boy in a magazine

(repeat chorus)

I'll be a boy in a magazine(magazineeee)

(repeat)