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In a hall of thousands

from a black hole school

is where the students chaos resides

for each individual student

in such a cramped demeanor

brings forth incomparable drives

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each so different, so unique

it makes you question the test

that lie beneath student's feet

as to what drives me consistent 

i march to a snare cadence 

one most basic smooth and sweet

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a simple par-a-did-dle

as the shuffles of the hall

swing eight notes off my feat

i fight the crowd with the consistent

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When my work becomes too tough

its 3 am again and my eyes are at war and battling

i bring out my snare 2b sticks and

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As the lecturer goes

and talkes for the miles of an hour

i tap on the chewed chair

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When sanity is                                                                     lost

and its the only consistent thing                                                                                                 FOUND

wHaT                                                      MakeS          ME hAPpy                                       is

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And then I am at peace.