BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Aluminum
- Stripped creativity like sheets of foil
- Teachers teach but truly thieves of soil
- creating turmoil using only half our brain
- All this is just past insane
- How we're just supposed to live on a set path
- How we're juxtaposed and can't expand or get past
- How the tests are just to show how we handle the stress
- Many would agree that this just loses interest to learn
- Who would wanna know info instead of living to earn
- We are taught everything instead of figuring the earth
- We gain all knowledge but what is it worth
- This is a problem on this school system we're brought in
- How it's caught in stone with only few of the options
- Cop in or go, it's what they do to be honest
- A job is the end product, but all that they promised
- I would be an optimist
- but there's a problem with
- how we're brought up moshed up
- Being rich is not us
- It makes me nauseous
- To find land like Columbus
- and find direction with no compass
- Man this is just some mad shit
- Makes girls just wanna be models in maxim
- Instead of educated we'd rather just pass in
- asking god why he put us on earth
- man, what the fuck is this blasted planet even worth
- yeah, yeah
- We all grow up to be using arms &hammers
- or cooking baking soda for all the stragglers
- Go to college take diplomas for your masters
- Just didn't know what you were chasing after
- if it even fucking mattered
- All usernames but we don't have the password
- The key to get in is past our eyesight
- Just get in when the time's right
- Hope to get a job and shine bright
- Yeah, tell me that bullshit
- get caught in a box, a full brick
- An office job, that's what i want to pull in
- I'm sorry, but that's not getting the 'rari that i wanted
- Or fulfilling the big dreams that i was promised
- For to win in the scene you must comply to the harshest
- The baby boomer men saying they got the farthest
- I'm in the ocean of life with a safe and lockpick
- I've got no fucking clue where this job is
- Trying to sail my way to the tropics
- I'm like Colombus trying to find direction with no compass
- Man this is just some mad shit
- Makes girls just wanna be models in maxim
- Instead of educated we'd rather just pass in
- asking god why he put us on earth
- man, what the fuck is this blasted planet even worth
- yeah, yeah
- Man this is just some mad shit
- Makes girls just wanna be models in maxim
- Instead of educated we'd rather just pass in
- asking god why he put us on earth
- man, what the fuck is this blasted planet even worth
- yeah, yeah
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