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Boy Turned Man

POOR MY HEART OUT

LET MY SOLE SPILL TO THE GROUND

LET ME BE FOUND

LET THIS MAN COME TO LIFE

LET THIS BOY GO

THIS BOY WHO STOOD BEFORE YOU

ASKED ONLY THAT YOU LOVE HIM

THIS BOY YOU TURNED AWAY

IS THE MAN STANDING HERE TODAY

THE AGGRAVATION IN HIS VOICE

BUILT UP FROM YEARS WITHOUT A CHOICE

NOW THE MAN YOU SEE IS SO DESPERATELY

TRYING TO BE HEARD EVEN IF ONE WORD

ITS NOT HIS FAULT HE KNEW NO LOVE

ITS NOT HIS FAULT HE WASNT BORN RIDING ON A SILVER SPOON

BUT WITH WHAT HE KNOWS NOW

HE WILL FIND A WAY SOMEHOW

TO FILL THE VOID IN HIS CHEST AND DO WHAT HE DOES BEST

TRIED THE CHURCH, HYPOCRITES

TRIED THE THE DRUGS, LOST HIS SENSE

TRIED THE FAME, JUST A GAME

NOW HES BLAZING HIS OWN **** PATH AND THEY AINT NO SHAME IN THAT

SO UNTIL YOU CAN EXCEPT THIS BOY TURNED MAN, LEAVE HIM BE, LET HIM STAND.

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Dec 10, 2010
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