testing, who I am, wasting what I planned

they corporate my ideas, to fellate all my peers

my reasons are 1

my keepsakes are none

class 1.

We've loved the, the time we've done

Class 1.

We've lived a life that's gone



Listless, every one. A fist with, skin undone

Its tragic id even hurt, worse that my tears jerked

Reasons:1

Keepsakes:0



Class 1.



Don't talk of good memories, don't mention me weakly

I'm sorry you're helpless and im sorry that its selfish



Class 1.



Local boy, made it good, made a patch of ground and stood

They corperated his ideas, to fellate all of his peers

HIS reasons we're fuckin one, HIS keepsakes we're fuckin none

His reasons we're fuckin one

And they're cheapskates…