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twenty one pilots
Next Semester
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Stand up straight now
Can't break down
Graduate now
I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
It's a taste test
Of what I hate less
Can you die of anxiousness?
I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
What's about to happen? What's about to happen?
I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, "Hey, kid, get out of the road!"
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I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
Can't feel my legs
I might suffocate
There's a pressure in my chest
I don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
What's about to happen? What's about to happen?
I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, "Hey, kid, get out of the road!"
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Can't change what you've done
Start fresh next semester
I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, "Hey, kid, get out of the road!"
Oh-whoa-oh (and then he slowed down), oh-whoa-oh
Oh-whoa-oh (and rolled down his window), oh-whoa-oh
(And he said) "Can't change what you've done
Start fresh next semester"
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It's a taste test of what I hate less
I don't wanna be here
Start fresh with a new year
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Can't change what you've done
Start fresh next semester
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