It's another year for the same old thing.
Nothing ever changes, no one chooses to do
anything about it. Yet here we sit in our
classes, listening to the lectures. See,
its just the same old thing.
New people but things still fight to change.
I sit there quitely, minding my own. Waiting,
wishing for something to change what has happened
in the past. Can't we do anyting about this?
Now you see me standing before you telling you
the same thing again, as everyday goes. Even when I
try...no one notices, no one will back me up. It's just
the same old thing over and over.