Waldfield - The Proctor lyrics

[Intro] It's the end of the album. It's the end of the school year. Here's what's going down [Verse 1] ("I'm so damn depressed.") The S.A.T.'s are coming up the day after next And I'm not worried about the scoring I'm worried about standing in front of the cla**, which gets really boring Cause we're not allowed to read a book or even do a crossword I fantasize of suicide, with a Mossberg Spraying my brains like rain across the room Ruining the kids' Scantrons, and shoes Maybe I can find a way, I only got two days For me to get out, of being a proctor And I don't wanna forge a letter from my doctor So I pace my bedroom, for a couple of hours Taking a break, to masturbate, in the shower And then it hits me, and I don't mean my cum I mean a feasible solution I can use on my conundrum It was there all along, on an earlier track I'll just die, wait a week, commit ghost suicide, and come back [Hook 1] Yeah, any problem in life that you're facin' You can overcome if you're creative Even when it seems like the odds are impossible Don't give up, gotta use your noddle Any problem in life that you are facin' You can overcome if you're creative Commit suicide, wait a week, and come back Like your role model in the witch hat [Interlude] ("I die, resurrect, die, resurrect, and die again") ("What the f** am I?") ("I die, resurrect, die, resurrect, and die again") ("But all that really matters is I'm happy") [Verse 2] So like, for this to work, gotta let people see me I'll off myself on T.V I stroll around the neighborhood, lookin' for the news team Some kids is bein' nabbed, and I'm on the scene I like hop in front of the camera, all "check this out" Put a sawn off inside my mouth Take it out and save the kids, cause I wanna be Remembered as a hero, as well as for my poesy Put it back in, and kablammo I'm dead People on the live feed have just been fed My body on the street, and all the while .Gifs of the footage online going viral Got a whole week for my ghost to be relaxin' A perfect plan that I put into action [Hook 2] Any problem in life that you're facin' You can overcome if you're creative If you and your friend get into a fight Do what I do, commit suicide If you can't afford to pay your bills At the end of the month, just swallow some pills, or If you fail out of summer school Put a bomb in your p**y and light the fuse, yo [Verse 3] ("Three days later") Back to my body, earlier than I wanted My vacation was wasted, I forgot my wallet And ain't this some sh**, all surrounding my corpse It's a group of my fans, and they're tearing my flesh off Aw c'mon, why you gotta do that I watch in horror, ghosts can't interact, but After they leave, I'll rejoin all the pieces Nevermind, now I can't, since they're starting to eat 'em Now I'm in a panic because, if my body ain't whole I can't reunite it with my soul I can't even stop 'em, my ghost isn't solid Soon I'll be the artist formerly known as Wallid This is unfortunate, and I'm feelin' sorry but I can't really blame 'em for wanting me to be a part of 'em They pull up their hoods and walk off into the sunset I guess this is all the story that you're gon' get My body is gone, but my soul is protected The only way to resurrect is on the flipside of the record