Alright!
I’m not the kind of boy who likes cigarettes and movie screens
But my pocketbook will definitely disagree with me
I’m not the kind of boy who likes cigarettes and drinking wells
Or wishing wines for that matter
Do me a favor, transfer your energy into something a little more positive
Do me a favor, open your blurry eyes and see that this boy is sensitive
I’m not the kind of boy who likes cigarettes and ignorance
But the people who love it will love me too
And I can’t believe in we if you don’t believe in me
I will wear you down with all my ways
Do me a favor, transfer your energy
Into something a little more positive
Do me a favor, open your blurry eyes
And see that this boy is sensitive
Do me a favor, transfer your energy
Into something a little more positive
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