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       Eb
Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class 
        Gm
To seize knowledge we don´t need, I forgot my late pass 
       Fm
But I´m early to a arival beatbox, you got raps? 
        Gm
Meet me on the football field, don´t sleep on field, the quarterback 
      Eb
No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class 
      Gm
But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks 
   Fm
My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap 
  Gm
No matter how I tried, I just couldn´t fill the gaps 
    Eb
Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap 
    Gm
They lost the way, they never had the right map 
        Fm
Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back 
     Gm
So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn´t settle 
       Eb
Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals 
    Gm
I´ll never forget running through the hall with all y´all rebels 
       Fm
Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible 
            Gm
Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle 

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Ab
Substance dulls the mind 
      Fm
Traif* wine clouds the heart 
         Cm
You can´t sew a stitch with one hand 
           Bb
While you´re taking it apart 
Ab
Bright lights might look nice 
         Fm
But they sure won´t make you sharp 
         Cm
You can´t sew a stitch with one hand 
                   Bb  
While you´re taking it apart 
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      Eb
Yeah, misty morning and my mum´s a mess 
               Gm
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed 
                                           Fm 
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
                             Gm
Now death is all that´s left to ponder 

I wander off hoping to catch my breath 
    Eb
And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts 
        Gm
And roll up in a tornado twist, now I´m certain 
         Fm
There´s a pertinent reason I´m on this earth 
                Gm
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert 
                      Eb
When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure 
                Gm
And crawl away in tears 
                                   Fm
I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach 

We walk the halls with a grimace 

                  Gm
Yeah they gossip in groups 

I try to mind my business and tell the truth 
    Eb                                              Gm
For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision 

Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction 
       Fm
We lean back in the calmest position 
                  Gm
And embrace the honesty found within our tension 

What´s good? 

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Trapped in the elevator of your mind 
Is it real, what will you find behind the door 
Your imaginations put you in a bind 
Around you there´s a cloud of gloom 
Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room 
Can´t see outside of your Universe 

   Eb                                  Gm
No more war, there won´t be anymore hunger 
             
No jealousy, not even competition 
    Fm
Let go, release, you hold the keys 
    Gm
Time we evaporate into the breeze 
Eb
We are nothing, we are something 

    Gm
Let go, release, you hold the keys 
    Fm
It´s time we evaporate into the breeze 
   Gm
We are nothing, we´ll be something 
Eb
Welcome to the desert of my soul 
        Gm
You can stay if you like 
                       Fm
There´s room for one more 
                       Gm
There´s room for one more