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Rush


Rush.Rush.Rush

I wish you'd stop rushing me to do it all.

You say theres time,but yet i fall.

Down goes my grade,down the hole.

You say its my fault,where is your soul?

I need some help, stop yelling at me.

I listened in class, but I still got a D.

Took my notes, studied them all

Yet ever so fast my grades will fall.

Why, Why,Why?

Why cant you understand that I dont understand.

You went to college five hundred years ago, man oh man.

We arent as smart, so please lighten up.

Youre killing us all, but dont take it up the butt.

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