Class Cutting

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An arrogant teacher; his button-down screams, "no running in the halls";
Screw running, I get my kicks from jumping off the walls.
Watch it, one day I'll kick off and land my foot in your face
Because I decided to hate you, and the whole human race.
Coffee and Monster, cup after cup until I start to feel alive,
Jacked up on energy but still getting to school late at 8:05.
If coffee is a drug, I guess I'm a stoner. I know I'm a loner;
I'll leave my body in class, but my mind is gone, so it's just a loaner -
I'll be back for it at the end of the day, that's why I don't learn,
In one ear and back out, but I still get good grades that I probably don't earn.