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School
When I hear the word school
I just want to run away.
Couse it's evil to make me be a fool,
it's like writing this essay.
It's cool thought to be with friends,
but if I could pick I would do it somwhere else.
I like the boys and the girls in the cafeteria,
But wouldn't it be nice if there was another area?
To be joking with friends would be fun,
but because of school that can't be done.
I want to go out and catch butterflyes,
but everywhere I go school knows where my soul hides.
To be free I would do anything,
Yeah, even go to church,
but I can't, couse school is my curse.
As you probably already know
I don't wanna be a poppit in the schools show.
I just wanna speak and hear the laughter
and probably live happily ever after.
Skriven av: Natalie Fjällborg
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