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Friends have all gone
And your parents don't care
Sit in your room
Busy going nowhere
They don't understand
The sorrow you feel
Say "it's all in your head"
But you know it's so real
Pressure is buildind
My heads gonna pop
Think I'll take a journey
With only one stop
We're gonna - catch the bus!
It's never gain,always loss
We're gonna - catch the bus!
One way ticket
You can't catch us!
Relatives gather
One cold winters day
Wish they had realized
But what could they say?
Decision was made
Such a long time ago
Actions, not words-is your
"Told them so"