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