But I can't describe how much I hate my school.
It's the primary source of pain,
Oh god, tomorrow's school again.I dishartedly go only twice a week,
And rest of the days I tell I was sick.
Sick of this harassment to the brain.
Oh god, tomorrow's school again.There are only a few there whom I can call mine,
And rest of them I hate from the fringe of my spine.
Bitchy behind my back while on my face they're like a sugarcane,
Oh god, tomorrow's school again.And no matter how much I try pleasing them,
They'll still call me lame and search for fame.
And all my efforts will be in vain,
Oh god, tomorrow's school again.