It's not the same. (Sh*t you cant say to your teachers)
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Every year is something new
but yet nothing has changed.
I was suppose to learn it last year
but last year they told me I would learn it this year.
You expect us to pass the test
but dont give a shit to teach it to us.
Making us get up at 6 in the morning and telling us to get alot of sleep and expect us to do your work, go to practice,
it just aint gunna happen.
You wonder why I sleep in class.
causeall i do for you is bust my ass.
And with jumbling all those things in the air you still arent pleased with barely passing.
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