Ezra Suhr - That Boy (feat. Dizzo)

That boy was at the bar last night pounding them
But don't feel bad, don't feel bad for him
He was at the bar last night pounding them
He had his chance, he had his chance
Man, for God's sake
He could have been great
Or at least had his head on straight
But that boy was at the bar last night
Pounding them again

I could a been a contender
I know, I should a
Could a been A bender or two
From getting good or
I thought and then Depended on it
And the failure that comes with it
And thinking somehow suffering
Is meant to make you interesting
A helper, would come and say I'm stupid
And cut the shit
I never have known any love
Or something like it
For self or, another if it comes then
I poison it
Because everyone that loves me
Loves someone that I despise immensely

That boy was at the bar last night pounding them
But don't feel bad, don't feel bad for him
He was at the bar last night pounding them
He had his chance, he had his chance
Man, for God's sake
He could have been great
Or at least had his head on straight
But that boy was at the bar last night
Pounding them again

I'm a hack for validation
You want it I got it
Or could be become it
Hating myself while you love me
I suck it up and take it
Ball it up and shove it, where it will fit
And give you all the good in me
And leave myself with misery
I wanna be better and I gotta
But I'm a ball of trauma
With hefty bags of karma
Take every road that's harder
Self sabotage no martyr, self effacing
Learn from my mistakes
But every lesson is that
I will never learn

That boy was at the bar last night pounding them
That boy was at the bar last night pounding them
That boy was at the bar last night pounding them again
That boy was at the bar last night pounding them again

Written by:
Brad Sturdevant, Ezra Suhr

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