Baby Boy

Baby Boy - Rival Sons

Written by：Holiday/Buchanan/Miley

It's like an old camp fire

In the middle of the street

And if you try to touch it

You burn your hands and your feet

You can learn to forget

And you won't have regret

Said look at the baby boy

With a gun in his hand

Nobody says a thing 'cause I think

I shouldn't have to

Then look at the baby boy

With a gun in his hand

It's always do as I say

And don't do as I do

The wolf full of hunger

Coming to your neighbors door

And you draw your curtains

And go silent on the floor

And you learn to forget

And you won't have regret

Said here come the baby boy

With a gun in his hand

Nobody says a thing 'cause I think

I shouldn't have to

Now here comes a baby boy

With a gun in his hand

It's always do as I say

Never do as I do

Now look at the baby boy

With a gun in his hands

Nobody says a thing 'cause I think

I shouldn't have to

Now look at the baby boy

With a gun in his hands

It's always do as I say

Never do as I do