Twothirtyeight

Twothirtyeight - Sad Semester

I feel myself getting sick
When summer ends and school begins
Oh how the desks begin to dig in my back
A sad semester encroaches
All the teachers and the coaches weren't tolerant
Of individuals who made up their own minds

I made mine too
'Cause I'm through

[spoken]
Hey! What am I doing here?
I have things to do, there's life outside -
And I'm stuck inside this classroom

The loners become cops
They grow more lonely in their squad cars
I find it funny how the all-stars
Are all old & fat
The cheerleaders have babies
With houses and husbands

They should have known