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LRLL
In a hall of thousands
from a black hole school
is where the students chaos resides
for each individual student
in such a cramped demeanor
brings forth incomparable drives
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each so different, so unique
it makes you question the test
that lie beneath student's feet
as to what drives me consistent
i march to a snare cadence
one most basic smooth and sweet
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a simple par-a-did-dle
as the shuffles of the hall
swing eight notes off my feat
i fight the crowd with the consistent
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LRLL
When my work becomes too tough
its 3 am again and my eyes are at war and battling
i bring out my snare 2b sticks and
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LRLL
As the lecturer goes
and talkes for the miles of an hour
i tap on the chewed chair
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LRLL
When sanity is lost
and its the only consistent thing FOUND
wHaT MakeS ME hAPpy is
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LRLL
And then I am at peace.