The Young Lord.
Young boy run, run.
Tryin' to keep you in the sun, sun Young boy, run, run
You gotta love yourself these days.
You gotta love yourself.
Thank you.
I've been doing this all day, trying to keep you in my heart.
Thank you for watching!
That's because the doors stay enclosed and your memories are getting no cheaper.
Family first, but you're not a believer.
It's been a nightmare for this daydreamer.
You've done your dirty and it's getting no cleaner.
Cause even though you heard her calling it a misdemeanor.
Young boy is right.
Trying to keep you in the sun, stars
Young boy, run, run.
You gotta love yourself these days.
You gotta love yourself.
Young boy.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Ah, ah, ah.
You realize that you're standing there alone.
You pick your box up and you're running for the stairway.
Adrenaline, running from your head into your toes Cause you know the people, they escape rarely What's sin?
When you're sinning only to survive You're getting by, but you're just getting by fairly You're stumbling, telling them that they don't know the struggle They don't understand the struggle can be scary You're under the stairs, you run out, the fire wrecks it Backstreet boy, you don't wanna get arrested
Runnin' through the city's got this young boy breathless So you gotta be careful, cause they'll eat him for breakfast Young boy run
Run, trying to keep you in the slums Slums
Young boy, run, run.
You gotta love yourself these days.
You gotta love yourself.
Young boy, run, run.
Trying to keep you in the slums, slums.
Young boy run, run You gotta love yourself these days You gotta love yourself
You catch a reflection in the window of a building.
You can hear the giggling of children.
They walk past, but they never help him.
What he seen in the window, he could have killed it.
Young boy run.
That young boy should have run.
Should have run as fast as he can.
He's looking at himself.
He's no longer a young boy.
He's looking back at a grown man.
I love you, and it's hot.
I'm doing something.
I'm doing something.
Slut.
Slut.
Slut.
Slut.
Slut.
Tryin' to keep me in the sun, sun You know you're on, on
You gotta be yourself these days.
You gotta be yourself.
I'm the world.
Oh!
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
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What?
Bye.
Bye.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Wah, wah, wah, wah.
Young boy.
