You keep asking me
"Why did you quit that class?"
Its been five years
And yet you all still ask

I have always said
"They kept changing the laboratory
I could never find the class."
But that's only half of the story

The other half of my tale
And the one much closer to truth:
The location wasn't such a hard mystery
I just stopped being a seluth

Because after a while I stopped
Even trying to look for the club
At that time I began
To stop caring about when it started up

See, at that time I began
To lose intrest in many things
I honestly would've flown away from there
If I just had a pair of wings

So the real reason I stopped
Ever showing up to that class
Was that, in the end, I stopped caring
Wether or not I would pass