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bogging, but you know I cannot leave I'm stuck inside this barn, call it Country quarantine I'm sipping Bud Light, reminiscing bout' my team I'm tryna' live
high I'll never be a side show in the circus of your life You're weighing me down When I'm just trying to save my pride You're bogging me down I'll
am I supposed to live this way Haunting everything I do or say The clouds above me bogging me down The voice inside me wishing me dead Some things are
When the weight of the world seems Like it's on your shoulders Bogging you down When you feel like you're stuck In one place And you just
of Mississippi In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns And they hope that no one sees
the country happily ever after I got everything I need cause I got friends with tractors On Friday night we hit the woods, go bogging in our trucks It's
When the weight of the world seems Like it's on your shoulders Bogging you down When you feel like you're stuck In one place And you just
of the guys I like to put my hair up in a ponytail Climb up in a pickup and just raise some hell Have a four-wheeling mud bogging real good time Then go
bored Just document it well and don't forget to hit record One hit wonder my ass, what are you talking about Let them keep bogging trash I'm gonna
Just document it well and don't forget to hit record One hit wonder my ass, what are you talking about Let them keep bogging trash I'm gonna take
the children born of numbers may forgive you at a later date / the compromise of language for ability to relate / the shanty town’s bogging down, mired in mud,
on staring Keep on turning Keep on Bogging Keep on judging your rude No recognition Cause i'm not about to mess up my mood And for your records I ain't
You're bogging me down Like stones tied to my feet Im numb with sound And gravity keeps me drowning I know what'll make me sane Need to stray from
and you're bogging me down to my broken ankles But it comes back Back at it, trynna back track, back track It comes back, everybody back that It comes back
of my depth, should’ve watched my step Should’ve hedged my bets, ended in debt and got wrecked Got kicked in the noggin by bogging bad Danny Such
round Get on roll And now they wish I was still walking now I got that over drive These niggahs bogging down Here I go The speed of light Gone in
You can never be happy if your past keeps bogging you down It's so ironic that you feel this way And your self righteous image saying "I'll treat you
When you feel the object of nothing placed in your hands It pulls you to the ground The heft of heavy burdens bogging you down Nothing mystical to be
So you want a revolution, and you want it now And all our digital pollution, is bogging us down But you'll scroll hard through your newsfeed Before
longing The engine is bogging My lyrics are bleeding Enough notes for internet blogging My groggy quotes To hold the keystrokes of genius It isn't
Make a list of the Mists in our midst and the Fog that is bogging us down Take your time clear the Gloom see the shine of your Mind please clear
if I could I'd live this shit every night They say it's friday shit only But we gotta do it twice Spend a saturday bogging in a rut With the boys Loud
Baggy fucking joggers I ain't jogging why you bogging Walking pass my old school picking up off shotters I ain't shotted Pockets smell like bud
All their eyes All their ears All their mouths All their hands All their thoughts All their wants All their fears Everyone is bogging me down
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