I’ve got nowhere to go
My mind is running slow
Come to my show
Watch me fall
Get to my knees and crawl
Then stand up tall
I keep messing up bad
It makes my family sad
Then I get mad
What a head case
Always taking second place
Lets erase
His thoughts from his mind
He won’t be able to find
Any sort of mankind
Break his fingers, so he can’t write
That’s the only way he can fight
Turn off the light
He won’t be able to see
He’s got to be
Insane, probably
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