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Just another wasted day Another day of school Staring at the clock And I'm playing pocket pool I know I'm getting older but I'm not getting wise With the teaching blabbing on I try not to close my eyes Where do I go now? Who am I to be? Thrown in the pile with the other casualties Of underachievers, pocketbook stealers potato peelers, and dopamine dealers Just another wasted day A day I won't get back Sipping eight ball, shooting dice, and smoking crack I got it bad now, I'm living on the street Dumpster food in my stomach and broken glass on my feet Where do I go now? Who am I to be? Thrown in the pile with the other casualties Of underachievers, pocketbook stealers potato peelers, and dopamine dealers Don't worry about me I'll be okay Even though you remind me constantly That I'll be nothing, just you wait and see You radicalistic going nowhere certainty Aus Songtexte Mania