| I’m bummed
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| Again, I always seem to find myself feeling like we’re old friends
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| Ooooh
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| Now I’m numb
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| I’ve succumbed
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| To the ruder attitudes of bums
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| All the chaps who flap their little gums to get me bummed
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| What’s up poor friend, it looks like it’s me and you again
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| Sucking on this cigarette while I’m sipping on this Hen
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| It’s been a minute since we kicked it
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| I admit it’s not always the best conditions that I get a chance to kick it with
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| ya
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| But here we are, sitting in my car
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| Down on our luck, looking up at the stars
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| The good times seem so far away
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| The last time I felt happy? |
| Man, it’s really hard to say
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| Listening to chumps got me down in the dumps
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| I’m guessing that what they want is to have me in a slump
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| Tried to get over the hump but couldn’t carry the load
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| Fell flat on my face at the fork in the road
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| Under so much pressure it was easy to fold
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| All my funny style friends left me out in the cold
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| See I was told
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| That hard times travel fast
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| So it didn’t take long for them to bite me in the ass
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| You shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| I’m bummed
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| Again, I always seem to find myself feeling like we’re old friend
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| Ooooh
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| Now I’m numb
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| I’ve succumbed
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| To the ruder attitudes of bums
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| All the chaps who flap their little gums to get me bummed
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| I got my elbows on my knees
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| I’m in a deep freeze
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| Them ice cold blues got me lost out at sea
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| Trapped in my feelings now the floor is my ceiling
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| Locked in a spin cycle but my friends think I’m chilling
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| A spin doctor
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| I pop pills then vodka
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| Concoct a cocktail to get me through this soap opera
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| I’m on the top then my life’s on the rocks
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| It’s like it’s my own cyclone, when will it stop?
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| Drop to my knees and I plead for the better days
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| Had lots of dreams but it seems I’ve been led astray
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| Dismay and doubt, which way is out?
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| Struggling with doubt as I scream and I shout for help
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| But it falls on deaf ears
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| It seems like the blues are getting all of my best years
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| Tears fall on hard times it don’t make 'em soft
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| I twist up a two step hoping I can shuck 'em off
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| You shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| Shuffle with your left
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| Shuffle with your right
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| I’m bummed
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| Again, I always seem to find myself feeling like we’re old friend
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| Ooooh
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| Now I’m numb
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| I’ve succumbed
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| To the ruder attitudes of bums
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| All the chaps who flap their little gums to get me bummed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bummed Out Blues , by - Murs. Song from the album Varsity Blues 2 - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп