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Tampered Guess

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I'm sitting in class,
Wishing there was a looking glass
To see through and past
Late bells, term papers, and bogus laughs
It's about time
I wanna rip those photos
Yearbooks ready, too bad I never was

Forced little grimance, aspirin in the aisle
Until Now

So here I am
Older, little wiser
(But not much nicer)

Always had a special place
For my kind of Mace
Had my stinger stare
Guys pretended not to care

Dot Dot Dot

Wasn't much of a looker
Hey, at least I won't be a h*****
I'm gonna be at the top of my game
Merely going insane

So I'm sittin' in class
Lookin' through the glass
Doesn't seem too grim
I'll be much more slim

The bell's gonna ring
S***, I didn't write a single thing.





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