| Playing checkers in the great hall
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| Made math and science school a little less not fun at
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| all
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| Studying all night for dr. |
| kish’s quiz
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| At least you never caught Yersinia pestis
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| LAN parties after lights out
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| Some got mad when we competed for the longest shout
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| Suspended for a week when i propped a door
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| So we drove to shawnee to get some tips from rushmore
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| It was looking pretty bleak — would they let us stay?
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| But did we really want imprisonment anyway?
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| Still, I’m pretty glad they let us back in
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| You were a pretty shoddy roommate but i’d do it again
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| Don’t ever take for granted what you’re given
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| Mathew when they found you they had found you finding
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| jesus as well
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| The poison had caught you in its spell
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| Did nobody bother you to tell
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| The catholics would banish you to …
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| Well they should know that you’re in
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| A better part of hell
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| Making fun of tyler and aaron for being so fat
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| And how laura was such a brat
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| Double-cut punch right across the chin
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| Boxing during study time once and again
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| And with a couple old foils we’d fight and then
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| Party in the dark to Aphex Twin
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| Always kind of an ass, always making us laugh
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| I used to like looking into the past
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| Now you’re out of line, now you’re out of time
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| Forever asshole
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| Did you really think you had it the worst of all?
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| You had: everything you ever needed
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| Except another head a little less conceited
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| Forget about the ones that once you needed
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| Matthew when they found you they had found you finding
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| Jesus as well
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| Rhe poison had caught you in its spell
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| Did nobody bother you to tell
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| The catholics would banish you to
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| Well they should know that you’re in
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| A better part of hell
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| Than the darkness whence you fell before
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| Matt when they found you they had found that you’d
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| Found christ where
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| You lay
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| He gave you the strength to live, they say.
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| I think he gave you the strength to pass away
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| He made you believe it was okay
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| To produce all the pain and blame
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| Anchors away!
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| Five hundred yesterdays
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| Before you took your breath away.
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| Not a lot to say
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| Nothing much to do
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| There is a part of you
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| In every of the ones you knew
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| One of whom forever blue
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| I only wish you knew
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| That the gun that failed to fire beforehand
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| Tried to tell you nothing new |