My Last Semester-The Wonder Years
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My Last Semester - The Wonder Years

Lyrics by:Michael Dominic Kennedy/Matthew Paul Brasch/Daniel Jason Campbell/Joshua James Martin/Kenneth Alrich Cavaliere

Composed by:Joshua James Martin/Kenneth Alrich Cavaliere/Matthew Paul Brasch/Daniel Jason Campbell/Michael Dominic Kennedy

I'm not sad anymore I'm just tired of this place

The weight of the world but be okay

If it would pick a shoulder to lean on

So I could stand up straight

I'm not sad anymore I'm just tired of this place

The homophobic bulls**t that's somehow okay

Just because you didn't mean it that way

I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place

Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around

Lining dry and cheap beer

And roofies for a party at their place

Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody

By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands

And Matt says I don't fit in

All this mallrat goth s**t is killing me

Thought that would end with high school at least

But there are still kids and Matt says

College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks

So they're calling it blasphemy

A f**king catastrophe

For saying it's a stupid choice to make

But this place just brings misery

I hate what it does to me

I fight but I can't escape the way that

I don't fit in with any of this

And I don't think we're the same

I'm f**king losing my head trying to understand this

Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice

No one wants to hear your sappy bulls**t

All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids

Getting lots in return for being substanceless

You're too caught in semantics to see it

But you're no f**king different

So they're calling it blasphemy

A f**king catastrophe

For saying it's a stupid choice to make

But this place just brings misery

I hate what it does to me

I fight but I can't escape the way that

I don't fit in with any of this

And I don't think we're the same

No

I'm not sad anymore I'm just waiting

It's two more months 'til I'm done with this

And I don't make sense

To anyone but my best friends

And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van

And I don't make sense

To anyone but my best friends

And I don't I don't

Fit in anywhere but the back of the van

And I don't no

So they're calling it blasphemy

A f**king catastrophe

For saying it's a stupid choice to make

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