You never look back
you think your shit dont stink
you think people owe you something
you stand strong popular and fit
as I sit an outsider rocking the brink.
Soo you got your friends
how long will that last ?
your soo into being popular
your stuck in a memory lost in the past
Smile enjoy this while you can
the day will come people will judge
you'll be left on your own for you to blame
o no no you brung this upon yourself
you better come down to earth, boy we're tired of this game.
Looking in the sky you hear the angels sing
this boy has made a change, but is it too late ?
This world is lost of punks, chumps, and jocks
but guys we saved one, ashamed he was
message came through his rude awakening.
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