This life spreads like cancer as nothing here is real.
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Leave me here by the bus stop with my pencil made of steel.
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So it's time. It's just time....
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Well I'm not much for the classroom teacher teach me if you care.
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I can't pay much attention with that ruler in your hand.
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So it's just time.
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Cause I'm thinkin' Pencil fight, here we are.
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Pencil fight, break me down.
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Well I'm not much for the schoolyard teacher catch me if you can.
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Ya leave me here by the swing set with my pencil broke in hand.
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Oh it's fine. Shattered shards of graphite as they're flying through the air.
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I'll open eyes quite slowly with the splinters in my hair.
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So it's time.
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Cause I'm thinkin'. Pencil fight, here we are. Pencil fight, break me down.
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It's just time, oh my, oh my.....
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"In this world no one leaves alone.
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For the only way we leave is in death and in death my friends ya leave with one thing and that one thing is pride.
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And pride throughout changes in time between the sky that you love to the ground that you hate.
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Pride between everything that once was your pride, can never die."
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Pencil fight, here we are. Pencil fight, break me down.
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Don't you see we have problems here? Problems here at my home
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Pencil Fight
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| Atomship |
