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III keep saying i want to get out of here, This education i feel is not doing me any good, Only 16 and they want me to choose, What dreams to pick, What to lose and when to die,
I can't keep this- from my whole life
And today- that's what i want to be, History-the one you'll never see, In a hurry-gotta pick your place in this world we call humanity,
Everyone else has got some kind of plan, Me on the other hand is just weightless, My balance has been captured and never returned- Untill i found out the future in me,
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