school days
• Written by DUNCE
every day after school
I would crawl back to my dungeon
to munch on funions
play games with guns n
ignore the outside
where weeds grow on concrete
and weed sells like a warm coffee
no kids are scar free
violence a true hobby
teachers are wardens
put no importance
in changing young lives before them
take a school bus home
it's time to feel alone
and it's as bad as it sounds
I never dreamed of crowns
just my kids having me around
fantasy or prophecy
I gotta take my shot and see
fantasy or prophecy
I gotta take my shot and see
physical manifestation
of evil and sin
baby don't test my patience
cause it's running thin
hurry now to your station
cause I'm going in
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DUNCE
Member since April 11 2016