Return to my own vomit like a dog
Rhymes and giggles muffle the dialogue
Carve my in itials in a tree, I wi will never leave
Maybe one day I will be royalty
Kin gdom
Kin dergarten
Born late
Wi will I graduate?
Drin kin g fountain s are shorter than they used to
The swin gs on the playground dont even fit me anymore
Folklore: Nobodys supposed to believe in the next grade
WRITE IT A HUNDRED TIMES
Kin gdom
Kin dergarten
Waitin g
Bells not rin gin g
Held back again
Everythin g got quiet suddenly ; no dolby
And the theatre is empty
Film is flappin g on the side of the projector
The reel is over
Banished with my sticky shoes and stin gin g eyes
I AM WALKING OUTSIDE
Kin gdom
Kin dergarten
Born late
Wi will I graduate?
Held back again
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Faith No More
Mark Bowen :: Faith No More