cuttingboard - the high school experience lyrics
i don’t know how i shut so many doors
you walked by me as i laid out on the floor
passed out, drunk to death, i need a guardian
it’s the high school experience
they call me a cutting board, it doesn’t hurt
i’m never wearing a short sleeve shirt
to school, you call out my scars
once again, you’re not a good friend
i can’t even put into words how it makes me tired
i write these sh+tty songs then go to sleep for 3 hours a day
it’s prom night, and i’m all alone
i hate all my friends, please just call my phone
stuck inside for four months, i can’t stand my home
shut your mouth and take it like a man
i’m not an adult but i’ll see and do what i can
i’m so sorry, i let you down
you rape and lie i hate to call myself your kind
on the same team but pushed off to the side
i can’t even manage to crawl out of my bed
i can’t wait for this sh+t to end
i can’t even put into words how it makes me tired
i write these sh+tty songs then go to sleep for 3 hours a day
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