Verse One
It's Religion class
Time to write a song
though I hear no sound
I got my headphones on
Maybe it's all the bull****
That is making me sick

Verse Two
Tangled in the mess
Trippin on the guilt
I don't think
That my mind is built
To translate all these messages
Into thoughts

During these times in your life
Your gotta stay strong
Cause if you're not right with them
They'll tell you that you're wrong

Verse Three
Three options on the table
Take your choice
Please be quiet
Sh! Lower your voice!
If he catches us all down here
We're all dead


Bridge (x4)
Foot on the pedal
Hand on his wrist
I never knew
It would come to this

Last edited by killsPEACHES at Feb 29, 2008,