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letra de that’s life, i guess - marcel boogie

[intro: marcel boogie]
h-llo, h-llo kitty!
(yo!)
“in class, smoking grass
that’s free, you can use that”
i’m not gonna f-cking use that, that’s f-cking garba-
-laughs- (look!)
thank you reed, thank you for the free bar

[verse 1: marcel boogie]
i’m livin’ through this lifetime with the sentiments
i’m feeling kinda drowsy, let me sink into the sediment
a sad sounding pessimist, this world is so treacherous
cut off my old self, how’s that for self severance?
“oddly, you’re acting oddly” my families telling me
“get off me!” is speaking honestly a f-cking felony?
this melody could make a grown man drop the waterworks
amp my sh-t up until the motherf-ckin’ fonic bursts
they say life is a b-tch
well, they were f-cking right, life can suck on my d-ck
what’s the point of living in this short, momentary bliss?
and when we’re all gone what wonders will we miss?
i’m far gone, bring me back when i was young
no self provoking thoughts to make my brain go all numb
all i want is one night of rest, just one
but i keep getting tested by these thoughts, i’m so done
find me in the cut feelin’ slumped
overthinking everything you’d think that i’m a f-cking chump
i was born with perfect balance i was wise straight from the jump
it’s a blessing and a curse cuz all this thinking got me stumped
(ensight!)
[verse 2: marcel boogie]
(yo, some slow sh-t)
raindrops keep falling
i’m dancing with myself, on this path i keep walking
these shadows keep stalking, i hung ‘em out to dry
they claim that imma die soon but i do not know why
winters coming for my heart next
feeling kinda heartless, i stay live regardless
you can find a pen and pad by my carcass
marking all the times i seen darkness

[chorus: marcel boogie]
said i came this far, and can’t go back
tell me how you feel, cuz i really need to know that
said i came this far, and can’t-

[outro: capital st–z]
why is it that we have to worry about other human beings locking us up in a cell, it’s not right!
(alright st–z, preach on bro)
i’m not preaching, i’m just gonna keep livin’ my life (preach on bro) the way i’m livin’ it
and if any cops wanna arrest me, son
i know the code

- marcel boogie

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