| This is high school, New year new me. Don't know why, It's just how its gotta be. New people, new discoveries More people here to start judging me. New pressures, new life Heartbreaks and teary eyes. Trying to fit in, and losing old friends Its like your running, into all these dead ends. Tryna graduate, while others procrastinate Tryna make it before its too late Before love turns into hate. |