there just numbers--nothing to get upset over
it's just da ja vu-doesn't matter if lived--or never had before
life might be a test--as how well can you clean a mess
when i'll die--i'll then know
today--I'm going to a show--
then a run around the block--
then to sit and laugh out wild
I might find love--and I might not
yet i'll enjoy my time all the while
those who make tests-don't take tests
in protest-I bring no pencil--
and so will fail-
that's your score--not mine
I am the leader of honer roll
you've been wanted in the principal's office
and can only avoid the halls for so long
I'm not looking for you-
your truth will come true
In detension for time ever ending