Learning
• Written by Anonymous
sometimes i don't know where i'm going
i sit in my chair not knowing all the
things i wanna do with my life
it's tough dealing with this mental strife
my parents say do this do that
but it sometimes makes me want to crack
a bottle of beer is what i need
because right now i can't take the speed
that we're going in
you know what i mean?
you know what i mean
i'm a fiend like my friend james
who gives me nicknames
like chew
or big li if you
prefer
preference is a funny thing
like i'd prefer to sing
but i can't and it stings
because my sisters are great
but i don't possess hate
for me it's too late
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