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feziboy - not perfect lyrics

[chorus]
i just wanna be happier
but nothing is working
life just gets cr-ppy the older i get, and
it’s got my thoughts hurting
it could be a lot worse
but, sh-t, it’s not certain
maybe my rapping will make feel better
but it is not perfect, yeah

[verse 1]
sometimes it feels like ignorance is bliss
must i try to steal lives with a hit or miss?
maybe this pistol can sh-t on me here
and take me because, simply put, living is a b-tch!
i p-ssed it my bones but it barks at me nastily
what the f-ck else could it possibly want from me?
it’s me that’s stuck under recovery
but i feel as if i’m stuck in another me, yah
what is my life? where am i heading?
what if i die before any progression?
all i do know is i do not know nothing, you
keep me up at night when i’m loving you
if i don’t level up ever
this message i’m sending is better off ending
with my signature written in pen and, err, not yet, dylan, so
signed, f-ck you, too!

[verse 2]
i’m just your average black being
what does that mean? i’m a black bean
that beamed from a damp seed
i’m only thinking of drilling
and climbing a fat dream package
wrapped clean right from the factory
hand me a pair o’ paws for me
to fly higher with a cat leap
i’m strapped in for the taxi!
i’ll work and i’ll trust that it’ll pan out
i certainly don’t want to sit around and chat now
don’t at me!
if i work to death, would it be worth the stress?
is the feeling of winning just sitting and bringing
more stings? will it hurt me less? yeah
i want the real focus in keeping my hope with it
love is still showing its reasons, i’m so bringing
many-many friends any-any one of them
when i eventually get nearer to the edge o the tunnel’s end
except i can’t fathom where the heck i should head to
even with this amount of gas, i’ve gotta get some rest soon
i don’t dig the sound of that, i might become depressed again
but then again, what is life without ending up mending things?
you better just be ready then
and cherrish the meh-muh-rees that makes you smile
the way we chuckle, the way you cry
the way you were stuck but you still made it and rised!
just make your own luck while i’m making mine!
by saying what i write throughout the day and night
thus hoping, one day, i can say i’m fine
and actually mean it, but i’m so f-cking vague and shy!
and say it to hide these actual feelings
i fear that these sore beings will not take it right
so i rap and just stay inside
at the end of the day, i’m trying, because i–

[outro]
but it is not perfect yeah!
but it is not perfect yeah!

- feziboy lyrics

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