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People dazing off in despair You can feel tiredness in the air You just want to go back to bed So you put down your head You just want to get some good sleep Lying there in a disheveled heap. Then it comes to the test You don't know what's on it But you'll do your best You stayed up late last night Trying to do all your homework right Now you're just sitting in first hour Wishing that you were in the shower. You want to sleep but you want an A Your sleepy self will have to conquer the day. This whole process isn't a blast, But these last few years of Hugh School are your last.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
First hour
People dazing off in despair You can feel tiredness in the air You just want to go back to bed So you put down your head You just want to get some good sleep Lying there in a disheveled heap. Then it comes to the test You don't know what's on it But you'll do your best You stayed up late last night Trying to do all your homework right Now you're just sitting in first hour Wishing that you were in the shower. You want to sleep but you want an A Your sleepy self will have to conquer the day. This whole process isn't a blast, But these last few years of Hugh School are your last.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 8:22 AM UTC
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