The year was good
Whether you’re from the suburbs or the hood
It was full of love and laughter
Boring work and heartbreak followed after
It was full of entertainment wither you were jumped in lab
Or just playing on the computer in the computer lab
But every kid hates getting up at the crack of dawn
But when they come to school they act like hell spawns
That part of me is dead and gone
Sike
But the year is coming close to an end
Time to pack your bags and say good bye to your friends
Time of sad and sorrow
But when I leave I know I won’t miss you tomorrow