In the head
So everytime am in class you get mad for acting like a clown
So this time i wont bow.
My life is real and i just want to curse you out.
So dont scream so loud.
But everytime i look at you i just want to make you disappear.
Turn you into a shadow and shoot you like a deer.
words i cannot say, but oh teacher its just may.
couldnt my day go any slow, were all lined up in a row.
time goes slow, i feel like a troll.
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