six.eight - manic boy

Grambling on your future
Not thinking about the past
You grab onto something
You thought was going to last

18 years of schooling
And ready for the rat race
I'm a buttoned-up Chump
I'm running out of gas

Not a pushover
I'm not your stooge
I'm just a manic boy
Looking for clues

Got a head full of trouble
With nothing to gain
A body in struggle
With everything to lose

What for
Why now
What else

Written by:
Bill Whitney, Jason Finn

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