Testing who I am, wastin what I planned
They corperate my ideas to fellate all my peers
My reasons are One
My keepsakes are None

Class 1: We loved the time we've done
Class 1: We've lived a life that's gone

Listless every one, a fist with skin undone
Tragic I'd even hurt but it's worse that my tears jerk
Reasons: one
My keepsakes are none

Don't talk of good memories
and don't mention me weakly
I'm sorry that you're helpless and I'm sorry
that I'm selfish

Local boy made it good, he made a patch of ground and stood
They corperate his ideas to fellate all of his peers
His resaons were fucking one, his keepsakes were fuckin none
His reasons were fucking one and they're cheapskates

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