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Pompous, they’d call me if they knew what I was
Thinking each time they started out a speech
Leading a bureaucracy of county college mockery
Learning how to flip a burger qualifies as your degree

It takes work to fail like you
My efforts topped by far and few

Try to double back and take a second look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’vе got enough of my own

Try to double back and take a sеcond look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’ve got enough of my own

Graduate from this!

Hopeless, they call me on my social stance and—
Boring, you say I can’t have any fun
Sure, you know it sucks to be a victim of hypocrisy
All the things you rant about turn out as what you're soon to be
I work hard while you breeze through
The real world's got it in for you

Try to double back and take a second look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’ve got enough of my own

Try to double back and take a second look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’ve got enough of my own

Try to double back and take a second look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’ve got enough of my own

Try to double back and take a second look at
All their eager faces burdened by the scuffed up
Dreams they once belonged to, longed to sing along to
Forget the senior cla**, I’ve got enough of my own

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