Sickotine

(high) school

Sickotine
Six fucking hours to the ring of the bell
Got lots of work that I don’t see the point in so what the hell?
This isn’t helping me and it won’t last forever
So I’m going to do this either now or never

Lets go
To high, high, high, school
Let’s go
High, high, high, soon
I wont
Let it leave me here to die
so lets go
To school, high, high, high, high

Sick of tests, teachers, pencils and grades
Pull down the fire alarms and fill the lockers with hand grenades
Day dreaming like this, rotting my mind away
I guess I’ve failed yet again, so someones got to pay

Big bad bully today is out of luck
You think I dont fit in? Well I don’t give a fuck
A ruler down the throat of those with no respect
Staple your eyes and mouth shut and turn you in as an art project

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