Marlon DuBois, shed theory, Henry Mosto, D U G A N - Last Resort lyrics
[Marlon DuBois, shed theory, Henry Mosto, D U G A N - Last Resort lyrics]
This the life that I live
I didn’t ask for it (Ah)
I don’t want to talk to you
I’m not that bored
That theory is a last resort
I just took a tri-ip-ip to the shed
(Shed) don’t need a passport
You actin petty bout that theory
You’re a bad sp-
You’re always sitting on your ass
What do you stand for? (Phew, phew)
I just took the latch off the shed door
(Shed door, find)
I cannot hear
I just took a decade off my life
Like a dog year
Can tell if your intentions are selfish
Or if your heart’s pure
I don’t ever feel fear, I
Don’t ever live here, live here
W W W Why do you go slow
I think that we both know
That , and that we’ll die alone
But it doesn’t have to be what
It doesn’t have to be
There'll still be theories
If theories were the only thing
Marlon broke his hand, I broke my
That theory is a last resort
It’s a theory, is that what you call it?
Ooh, I don’t want to fail
I just live how I live got my body melting
Yeah, even got my body melting
Ah, don’t trip, don’t fall, don’t listen
No, no, no, don’t forget
Marlon broke his hand so I’m
Rolling up his spliff
This body is my body and that body is my- ah
That theory is a last resort
I just took a trip to the
Shed don’t need a passport
You actin petty bout that th-
You’re a bad sport
You’re always sitting on your a-
What do you stand for? (Phew)
I I just took the latch off the shed door
(Fi-)
I didn’t ask for it (Ah)
I don’t want to talk to you
I’m not that bored
That theory is a last resort
I just took a tri-ip-ip to the shed
(Shed) don’t need a passport
You actin petty bout that theory
You’re a bad sp-
You’re always sitting on your ass
What do you stand for? (Phew, phew)
I just took the latch off the shed door
(Shed door, find)
I cannot hear
I just took a decade off my life
Like a dog year
Can tell if your intentions are selfish
Or if your heart’s pure
I don’t ever feel fear, I
Don’t ever live here, live here
W W W Why do you go slow
I think that we both know
That , and that we’ll die alone
But it doesn’t have to be what
It doesn’t have to be
There'll still be theories
If theories were the only thing
Marlon broke his hand, I broke my
That theory is a last resort
It’s a theory, is that what you call it?
Ooh, I don’t want to fail
I just live how I live got my body melting
Yeah, even got my body melting
Ah, don’t trip, don’t fall, don’t listen
No, no, no, don’t forget
Marlon broke his hand so I’m
Rolling up his spliff
This body is my body and that body is my- ah
That theory is a last resort
I just took a trip to the
Shed don’t need a passport
You actin petty bout that th-
You’re a bad sport
You’re always sitting on your a-
What do you stand for? (Phew)
I I just took the latch off the shed door
(Fi-)