the world is fuck and thats ok ... cause i grow we

the world is fuck and thats ok ... cause i grow we

Playful theatrical musical, quirky cartoon rap, xylophone and toy piano, satirical yet earnest energy, child-like vocals, mid-tempo

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Lyrics

[Intro – bouncy xylophone riff, toy piano plinks] The world’s a mess but that’s alright I’ve got a little patch under the light [Verse 1 – silly toy drum beat, wobbly xylophone] The world’s all messed up, but that’s okay I tend my green patch, keep the stress at bay My doc gave the nod, said it’s fine to stay Sober today, but my plants are here to play [Pre-Chorus – rising toy piano melody, soft shaker] Yeah, screw the noise that tries to bring me down I’ve got my own little peace to crown We’re still here, still hanging around Waiting for the hate to finally drown [Chorus – full cartoonish ensemble, xylophone hook] We’re still here, we’re still waiting For the world to stop all the hating Till then I’ll keep debating The heat of a criminal, the soul of a saint [Verse 2 – playful toy bassline, xylophone trills] Neighbors side-eye, but I don’t care My plants grow strong, they don’t need a prayer The news screams loud, but I tune it out I’ve got my own little quiet route [Pre-Chorus – toy piano swells, silly hand claps] Yeah, screw the rules that try to box me in I’ve got my own little win to spin We’re still here, still on the mend Waiting for the hate to reach its end [Chorus – layered child-like vocals, toy drum roll] We’re still here, we’re still waiting For the world to stop all the hating Till then I’ll keep debating The heat of a criminal, the soul of a saint [Bridge – sparse toy piano, whispered vocals] Some days I’m fire, some days I’m calm Some days I’m right, some days I’m wrong But I keep going, keep holding on Till the world learns to get along [Solo – wacky xylophone solo, toy piano countermelody] (Instrumental Solo) [Final Chorus – over-the-top theatrical energy, full toy instrument ensemble] We’re still here, we’re still waiting For the world to stop all the hating Till then I’ll keep debating The heat of a criminal, the soul of a saint [Outro – fading xylophone plinks, soft toy piano chord] The world’s a mess but that’s alright My green patch grows, and I’m still bright