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All or Nothing, for the Ones who Thrive
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Work, study, sleep,
work, study, sleep.
I have no time
to finish a rhyme,
to busy am I
trying to get by
With a monstrous load of Composition.
Work, study, sleep
work, study, sleep.
why can't you see
that I would far rather be
out on the town
or just fooling around
with those whom I call "friends"?
work, study, sleep,
work, study, sleep.
"it's a dog-eat-dog world, you see"
you turn and say to me,
"This is why
You must try
to learn in such a chaotic pack."
work, study, sleep,
work, study, sleep.
"If you could take your time,
everyone would do fine.
What would there be to teach?
thus, I must make you reach,
to see who will still be elite."
work, study, sleep,
work, study, sleep.
And so I behold
The chilling cold
concept that children call "school"
Which is in all ways a ghoul,
Where it is an all-or-nothing bloodbath
For the ones who thrive.