Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
I ain't gunna lie to you
But you always say that
Let me prove it to you
But they always want that
She said she's abused and used to the lying
But when i wanted you so bad it was when I was dying.
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
Boshirou - Poor Boy Lyrics
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Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
I ain't gunna lie to you
But you always say that
Let me prove it to you
But they always want that
She said she's abused and used to the lying
But when i wanted you so bad it was when I was dying.
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
I ain't gunna lie to you
But you always say that
Let me prove it to you
But they always want that
She said she's abused and used to the lying
But when i wanted you so bad it was when I was dying.
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your pillow
You can hold me tight outta window
Imma poor boy
With a poor heart
Imma poor boy
With a sore heart
Lemme be your addict
Your stuck in my mind, wanna have it?
Writer: Emrick Tatem
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