Westerners - Boy Harsher

You said I was lost

Cause you found god

Big lips all lies

Small hands

For a simple boy

In this messed up world

Oh it’s time

I find

The man in me

The man in me

You had

My face

Bound up

Innersexual

Blonde hair

Blue eyes

Leather jacket

In the crowd of Westeners

They got the best of her

Oh it’s time

I find

The man in me

The man in me

Oh it’s time

I find

The man in me

The man in me

I wish I wish I wish

I was

I wish I wish I wish

I was

I wish I wish I wish

I was

I wish I wish I wish

I was