Album: The Crash of '47

This life spreads like cancer as nothing here is real
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, here we are
Pencil fight, break me down

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, here we are Pencil fight, break me down

It's just time, oh my, oh my

"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, can never die"

Pencil fight, here we are Pencil fight, break me down

Don't you see we have problems here? Problems here at my home

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