I grew up on a farm near a little country town
I loved it, but I never really felt like I fit in
I wasn’t sporty or pretty, I listened to heavy metal
When I got the chance to leave, I put the pedal to
I and to draw, to and
All I I thought hey
I’m move down the big study
And make friends have a at university
cool, was too clever
just a hick from the country
They wasn’t an
Cause didn’t fit
I finished too
is
have dicks
And liked better
Do need another reason?
a better story
I’m not real artist
And only made one friend
University sucked and I dropped the
liked all classes liked all teachers
man some students, bullies
And *******
know the I know I probably
But there’s way I’d that can get
here doing best, doing my best
turns, why you my
know you think you know
But the ******* left
And know
I’ve got little
Now the **** you
Can’t pay creativity
sucked, my took
And I did it so that I and quit
So I’ll keep stereotype of ******* *******
you’re all bunch of cunts your