Marcelines Dream

Give me a pound of flesh and a bottle of bourbon
And I'll go out with a white flag. Let someone kick my fucking teeth in
Cause I'm pretty sure, no matter what I do
It'll all turn out just the same

Its those thoughts that are to blame
Give me a sunny day & a hand to hold
Just thank the lord, you're still here and getting old
I bet Trixie knows how lucky she is
The tears say It all
Let's have a ball



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Writer(s): Kyle Wood
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