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Yea, I’m gonna go
Gonna go down that hall,
Noone goes down
Gonna, try hard,
Walk head up high
Don’t drop it down
Before I die
Looking at me,
All you see
Some kid you met,
You think he is weird
You don’t know me,
No you don’t
I walk head up high,
Not, lower than you
With yours heels up high
Holy crap, here come the jocks
They don’t look to happy with me
What did I do wrong
Oh yea, those girls
Holy crap, gotta run fast
If I don’t,
gonna have my head up in my a**
Running head up high
Just don’t die!
(don’t die)
(don’t die)
- by Rai Tuhita |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/18/2009 |
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