Lyrics Boys Without a Home - BLACKOUT PROBLEMS, Nathan Gray

Boys Without a Home

My friends, don’t leave me alone
We’re the rebels for the good cause
The boys without a home
I’ve heard, you wanna move on
Stop the record and press pause
Time washed away our goals
Rou screams from the stereo
A group of friends can change the world
My friends, don’t leave me alone
We’re the rebels for the good cause
The boys without a home
I’ve heard, you wanna move on
Stop the record and press pause
Time washed away our goals
This boss screams from the stereo
Tramps like us are born to run
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
The smallest gang around
I’ll be here to hold your hand
My friend, let’s leave home
To change what has been fucked up
By the greedy and the cold
A common goal no common boys
Don’t stop the record don’t press pause
No one fucks with our goals
We’re screaming at the stereo
We’ll fight until we’re coming home
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
The smallest gang around
I’ll be here to hold your hand
The smallest gang around
I’ll be here to hold your hand
Come what may I stand right beside you
So many days out on the road
I wish I could hold on
But it feels like, the boys without a home are dead and gone
So many days out on the road
I wish I could hold on
But it feels like, none of us is ever coming home
Come what may I’ll stand right beside
Come what may I’ll stand right beside
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
Come what may I stand right beside you to hold your hand
The smallest gang around
I’ll be here to hold your hand