LECTURES

by DEM22
Santa Ana, CA
 
Man, not again!
I can’t take this torture and pain
I guess I’ll click into my own world
a place only I know
full of fine, ass girls
Ha, Ha, nag all you want
I’m tuning you out
I still can’t hear you
even when you scream and shout
Occaisionally I click back to you
finding out what’s new
telling me how to act and what to do
first you start off with tha way I dress
now 43 minutes later
it’s who I hang with
the arrest and the Fs on my tests
pretty soon it’s gonna to be about
too much TV and the laundry everywhere
I don’t know why you do this?
do you think I care?
You talk and talk and it’s going on forever
only if you parents had a mute button
I think things would be better
I don’t mind if there were a few words
but a life story on what I did wrong
Ah, forget what I heard
I know you trying to put me on the right path
but you sound like a broken record repeating tracks
and she says I don’t pay attention
and to some other stuff I didn’t mention
What were they?
I don’t know
I didn’t listen.

 

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