sometimes i think of old friends
but they all seem the
I'm so bored of education
I'm so bored of YOU
It's such
They can't make things worse for me
Sometimes I'd rather die
They
i'm sick of colored hair
don't care about what you wear
i
they want us to tell them
what to burn into the
cut your hair
(get attacked! get attacked!)
rude people stare
(get attacked!
Things don't seem to be as easy,
As they used to
look at me now, i've got no reason to be
like
hey your kind of acting strange to me
you really shouldn't
Some day, somewhere, some one, somehow, is
going to make you
I didn't expect them to know my name
Surrounding me like
they can make things worse for me
sometimes i'd rather
they can make things worse for me
sometimes i'd rather
sometimes i think of old friends
but they all seem the
Cut your hair
(Get attacked! get attacked!)
Rude people stare
(Get attacked!
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