| Hi! |
| Welcome to my school house
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| Now, it’s time for everyone’s favorite subject; |
| math
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| I go to school and get a corrupted education
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| The time I spent here’s left me yearning for vacation
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| These notebooks that I seek, they are my key to liberty
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| I think the teacher might be somewhat psychopathic
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| Can’t even figure out his basic mathematics
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| Incomprehensible, close to impossible
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| And as I get his problems incorrect, he directs
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| I hear every door you open
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| And I know just where you’re goin'
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| You’re failing again and again
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| My ruler’s locked and loaded with my ulterior motives
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| Think you can make it to the weekend?
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| Better get out while you can
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| Get out while you can
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| The retributive rhythm of the metronomic master
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| It echoes through the halls, I think it’s getting faster
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| Trying to get ahead but I just get detention
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| Each step is filled with dread, he’s paying close attention
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| Freedom sounds so sublime but now, it’s sweeping time
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| And as I do my very best, he still says
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| I hear every door you open
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| Did you say my system’s broken?
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| Pathetic that you can’t understand
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| Everything you’re doing brings you closer to your ruin
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| Don’t think there ain’t no consequences
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| Get out while you still can
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| Oh, I remember pre-school
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| Back when we always played
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| It’s dire times like these, I wish I could’ve stayed
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| At least I get to jump rope but it’s just not the same
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| She stops me in my tracks and it makes me go insane
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| He gets closer and closer and closer!
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| Oh, oh, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me
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| Me, me, me, me, that’s me
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| Oh, oh, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me, that’s me, me, me
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| He hears every door I open
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| And he knows just what I’m doing
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| And I can’t start this over again
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| His ruler’s locked and loaded with his ulterior motives
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| I’ll never make it to the weekend
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| Get out while you still can
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| Stay, stay away from me
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| It’s me |