Testing who I am, wastin what I planned
They corperate my ideas to fel**te all my peers
My reasons are One
My keepsakes are None
Cla** 1: We loved the time we've done
Cla** 1: We've lived a life that's gone
Listless every one, a fist with skin undone
Tragic I'd even hurt but it's worse that my tears jerk
Reasons: one
My keepsakes are none
Don't talk of good memories
And don't mention me weakly
I'm sorry that you're helpless and I'm sorry
That I'm selfish
Local boy made it good, he made a patch of ground and stood
They corperate his ideas to fel**te all of his peers
His resaons were f**ing one, his keepsakes were f**in none
His reasons were f**ing one and they're cheapskates