I roll my eyes to reality and focus
to see the human race like destructive locusts
it seems hopeless to even try to make a change
we hold pieces in our hands while peace is outta range
see me strange? only cause u dont understand
a craving to teach pursued by an undergrad
had no interest in school, educated by myself
give thanks to god for knowledge equals wealth
the world is a track meet we run from our problems
and those that can help us, build their house up on columns
consume more than we harvest, we're left in debt
waste our life away working, we work till death
dont have many friends left, cosidered a loner
so I dwell in my mind like im stuck in a corner
I feel like a foreigner, dont know where to turn
so i roll my eyes back to see what I can learn

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