It used to be murder at school

Evading terrorists lying in

Ambush at the tuck shop

Life or death battles with tapioca

Blistered fingers for smoking in the

Cycle shed

An army of Latin grammar at war with my head

Jimmy Jones smashing my best conkers

Miss Evans the Head's secretary

Scourging my hormones

Sadistic Algebra wanting blood

Above all dreading that fight with...

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I've been trying to explain for so long that you are more,
You are more than a 9-5 dead end job
You are more than a number placed on this earth.
You have much more to you than you aspire,
Much more to you than they aspire for you.

Now I don't know about you,
But I know that as a race we should be fed up,
Fed up with all the bullshit that has been placed upon us.
Fed up of all the...

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