| Eight years old and he’s kicking and screaming
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| «I'll only go to school if you give me a reason
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| The kids are really mean and I already know all the things they’re teaching»
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| Hopped in the car mama let him play hookey
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| Missed the first hour just to get a cup of coffee
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| She’s the only one who saw who he was, no one else could read him
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| Showing up late but he makes it to class
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| Just to stare out the window and the clock in the back
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| He daydreamed away to a sky so gray
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| Everything’s simple, it’s driving him mental
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| Wishing every day that something would change
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| Instead his dad makes him play ball by the bay
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| And every time he cries, father rolls his eyes saying
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| «Son it’s all your fault, how come you never try?»
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| He does all that he should
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| Why is he misunderstood?
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| This is a story bout a broken boy
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| With his headphones in just to block out the noise
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| Of everyone around him telling him the way to go
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| So he walks the world alone
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| Wondering if it gets better
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| Or if he’s always gonna feel empty forever
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| So he gets lost tryna find another way back home
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| As he walks the world alone |