Hey

Another Following The FlameThe Boy With Second Handed Names
The People Said He Was A Lame
Somebody Happened To Exaggerate It Baby But They Knew From The Start
They Was Talkin Bout Their Brother Without Crossing Their Heart
It Wasn′t Love
They Spoke His Secrets In His Home
He Pulled A Punch He Took A Blow
He Told Em I'll Be On The Low

And With His White Skates Laced
He′s Pulsing Up In The Pocket On His
Left Foot Blade
Everyone Had To Lock In With The Boy
With Circles Round His Eyes
He's Got Their Hearts Right
Alright

Wait
Pullin Up A Separate Stage
A Faulty Foot Up In His Space
A Rigid Kiss Up On The Face
Somebody Happened To Exaggerate It Baby But They Knew From The Start
They Was Talkin Bout Their Brother Without Crossing Their Heart
He Took 'em Up
Said You Can Meet Me In The Front
Just Bring Your Wallet And Your Lunch
And At The Sounding Of The Gun, Oh

He Had His White Skates Laced
He′s Pulsing Up In The Pocket On His
Left Foot Blade
Everyone Had To Look Into The Broken
Circles Round His Eyes
He Had Their Hearts Right
Alright

Somebody Save Him, Won′t Somebody Save Him
Somebody Save Him, Won't Somebody Save Him
Somebody Save Him, Won′t Somebody Save Him
Somebody Save Him, Won't Somebody Save Him