Week 7: Figure It Out

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My pretty ditty pits its
Petulant intents against
The sense my friends are fences
I must try to ascend

I dreamed a different scene
The grass was greener
I could glean a new crew
One that would skew to
Venues i don't do

And for the first time in my life
I’ll sing about the last time
In my life

I’ll never figure it out
Oh my God
I’ll never figure it out

The Michiganders
Set the standard
I got gerrymandered
My head was redistricted
My heart was unbound

I flew the coop, regrouped
And discharged all my troops
I scooped good views
And dirtied shoes
Now i avoid my old town

And for the last time in my life
I’ll sing about the first time
In my life

I’ll never figure it out
Oh my God
I’ll never figure it out

For the first time in my life
I felt justified to
Harmonize

For the first time in my life
I started writing songs and making music
That I actually kinda liked to listen to

And I was like
Oh My God

I think I figured it out
I think I figured it out

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from 2019 Song​-​a​-​Week Thingy, released January 1, 2019

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