Texty:
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This is the last day of our freshmen summer Text books and essays wait around the corner Saying goodbye now to our best friends We'll try if we can to

Just woke up, it's a brand new day So many things that I wanna say It's been a while since I've felt this way Everything's okay, nothing feels broken

Dear God, I wrote this letter to put my thoughts on paper Sometimes life seems like a criminal without a well planned caper I know You are the answer

F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correctly F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's the way we do it when we do it correct F-M-S-T-A-T-I-C That's

There she was, time stopped when she walked by She's an angel of fashion, with her wings flown high She's the queen of everybody's social scene You know

When I was young, I used to turn up the bass and Rock out to Billy Jean and Thriller in my basement When Michael Jackson was a pop sensation Every second

I saw you in the hallway I bet that's what they all say You probably didn't even notice I was the loser Who was starin' at my shoes 'n' Couldn't think

I'm feelin' trapped inside this house The words I want, they won't come out Feel like a ghost inside these walls It's like no one sees me at all I wanna

Looks like another long dark night Another moon, another question why? It's like we were never meant to know sometimes But nobody wants to be left behind