Boys Without a Home - BLACKOUT PROBLEMS, Nathan Gray

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