little off, but it is pretty much saying how much I HATE high school.
Title: Satanic Toleration
Let's not say we never fell.
We all have some story to tell.
Remember letting someone stand in your way
and having nothing to say.
Our destination broken by voices
who want to decide our life for us.
Our strongest dreams erased from our minds.
Trying to find a tie that will bind.
Ever feel like you're not good enough in this world?
Always having to bear the crap and **** people tell you.
Making you feel as if you are not worthy.
Don't let someone stand in your way.
Have something to say.
The moment you believe you've done your best
Someone will infest you with words to piss you off.
It's just a world so obscure.
It will make you feel insecure.
(You will find no cure).
Some story to tell.
Look at me now.
I want everyone to leave me alone.
To have no one talk to me.
Less do I want a friend.
Just want to get away from here.
Nowhere that's near.
I can't stand being here a second more.
Oh well.
Tough ****, I have no luck,
I can't get out.
Only scream and shout.
Never did I give a **** for the people
in this place.
But as long as I never have to come back
to see these faces
I'll be fine.
Just to know the choices are mine
Makes me suck it up and deal with this ****.
In my opinion I think it is better than a lot of lyrics written now.
Maybe not.
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