This life spreads like cancer
Leave me here by the bus stop
With my pencil made of steel, so it's time, it's just time
Well, I'm not much for the classroom
Teacher, teach me if you care
I can't pay much attention
With that ruler in your hand, so it's just time
'Cause I'm thinkin' pencil fight
Well, I'm not much for the schoolyard
Teacher catch me if you can
Ya leave me here by the swing set
With my pencil broke in hand, oh, it's fine
Shattered shards of graphite
As they're flying through the air
I'll open eyes quite slowly
With the splinters in my hair, so it's time
'Cause I'm thinkin', pencil fight
In this world no one leaves alone
For the only way we leave is in death
And in death my friends ya leave with one thing
And that one thing is pride
And pride throughout changes in time
Between the sky that you love to the ground that you hate
Pride between everything that once was your pride
Don't you see we have problems here?