First Class

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objectpermanence's Notes

Lyrics start four bars in. I've only written up until the break but I want to have a second verse and an outro. Just trying to figure out exactly what I want to do with them.

Grew up in the suburbs I could never explain
how the junior high kids made me feel so lame.
All I ever wanted was to just fit in.
Couldn't even get comfortable inside my own skin.
Inner monologues tend to get deafing
when you're living your life less outside than in.
And I didn't know because I couldn't see
all of the beauty that surrounded me.
 
Cause when middle school kids get to teasing
you know they don't need a good reason.
Just a target, or a victim,
anything to make another kid feel dumb.
Cause it makes them think better about themselves,
even the in kids coulda used some help,
just some guidance, but the counselors were clueless.
Verbal violence and silence but none of us choose it.
 
Even a nice kid could be a Judas or a Brutus.
It's stupid how kids can be so ruthless.
The truth is we all got bruises but there's no excuses for all of our abuses.
But that's just my two cents and it comes at the expense of my torments
But it's not my intent to misrepresent my past
Even if I felt like I was an outcast
I'm sure I made others fell the same
And all of these events have made me who I have became
 

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