work,study,tired.
work,work.work,
Its a never ending job,
work,work,work,
My energy it does rob,
study,study,study,
All I do is study,
study,study,study,
As the schools take my money,
tired,tired tired,
I just want to nap,
tired,tired,snap!
And my childhood is gone like that.
Why won’t it come back?
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