Study, study study
Is what the teachers tell us to do
But there was only so much I knew
In the dark and dreary classroom
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I want to be a movie star
I want to be a singer
I want to be a teacher
I want to be anything except me
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All I want to do is cry
Up to the heavens in the sky
I hate not being able to walk without an aid
All I seem to do is fade
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There is a chair I often use
Which I'd rather just loose
People say being different is nice
But I'd rather roll the dice
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Flowers, flowers are all I ever smell at my grandma's special hide-out
Insects, insects, are all I ever hear at my grandma's special hide- out
Ponds, ponds are all I ever see at my grandma's special hide-out
Whispering wind softly speaking to me like a mutual friend
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Oh I wish I could run
Closer to the sun
It seems dark and cold all the time
I wish there was a bed to climb
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People don't understand
Why I feel so bland
They say I should grin and bear with it
But when they say that all I want to do is hit them
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On year 12 retreat
We had a lot to eat
When we got there
We noticed the fresh air
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Why can't people leave me alone?
I just want to be left on my own
Why wont people accept me the way I am
Cause I don't give a damn
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