I never knew the gravity
Of the deal I’m walking in
I’m kicking along the sidewalk
No one looks me in the eyes
No one really cares
That’s just me in this city
Just a boy who has no name
Some of our blood should be the same
But I’m a boy who has no name
My pockets are full of nothing
I laid all day try to kiss the sun
I would give anything pray anything
For a little place I can call my own
That’s just me in this city
Just a boy who has no name
Some of our blood should be the same
But I’m a boy who has no name
Shake off the chill and be at home
Call up mum and see how she’s been doing
I wanna share I wanna cry out loud
But then I realise
She sounds like alcohol again
I’m a boy who has no name
Just a boy who has no name
I’m a boy, boy
Just a boy who has no name
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