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I don't really wanna go to college,
But the big man says to go.
I don't really wanna stay in high school.
Why live with the flow?
Don't want to stay in the lines,
Pay the fines, then hit the sky.
I don't really wanna go to college.
Why's success always measured in how much green you have?
Can't success be measured in playing shows or becoming a dad?
Well I can do all that fine,
But wasting time doing phony things,
I think that I might die.
I think that I might die
I think that I might die
I think that I might die
I think that I might die