I hate Sunday School
Don't you dare force me to socialize
I hate Sunday School
For me, it's nothing but a bribe

I won't like it
You can't make me
Feed your desire
I won't be happy
The flame inside
Your material mind
Will ever die
I won't socialize
Your social circle
Can do whatever
I won't make friends
If you don't make amends
For all this ignorance
They're so instable
I could be saving lives
Instead I'm making rhymes
Inside my head
You'll never hear them
You'll never know
Cos your brain is way too slow

03/20/2005