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Aimee Carty
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I'm four years into high school, still I'm three years left behind
There's this girl that's two months pregnant, she sits one desk above mine
Yeah, that doesn't really sit with me quite right
There's a lot of people yelling during a school fight
And I keep wondering why this edgar motherfucker meets a girl always sayin' this line:
"Where my hug at?"
My english teacher thinks he's wired and everybody thinks he's cool
My spanish teacher might get fired for sleeping with a freshman dude
Now, see, I don't like breaking rules, but don't like doing what I'm told
So I'll just float around, keep my head down, and hope my life unfolds and—
Everybody's telling me that I'm going to fail
I try my hardest honestly, but it's kind of hard to tell
That if I need work or I need rest
To try my best, to try my best
To tell myself, I say out loud, "It's fine, I'll figure it all out"
Oh
Class of 2024, welcome to the aggy family
The world around us needs to change by the minute
Writer(s): Aimee Carty
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