Blaine Larsen Lyrics

Blaine Larsen Lyrics

"In My High School Lyrics"

Hope Your Dreams Come True Lyrics
Hello I'm you're saviour you're such individuals everyone agrees it's going to feel so good now I'd pay a high price to feel nothing at all I hope all your dreams come true {chorus}(repeat) you'r

In my High School, we separate the rich from the rest.
Those who wear rags from those who only wear the best.
An' in my High School, they hold assemblies for the football team,
But never for the kids with different dreams.
An' we've got jocks and we've got smokers, rednecks an' jokers:
There's a category for us all.
An' we struggle with our homework, our teachers an' their rules.
Yeah, they just think we're adolescent fools.
Pantera - Where You Come From Lyrics
When the world pronounced me dead put me in the grave the cut off my legs it was not long I couldn't hold my mouth I ran my head I ran my head It's strange to be around again things might ha

In my High School, there's some who think they're tough as they can be.
But when I look in their eyes, all I see is insecurity.
An' in my High School, there's some who'll wait, then there's some who won't.
Some that cross those lines an' some that don't.
We've got outcasts an' we've got rebels; mostly saints, sometimes devils:
You see them walkin' up an' down the hall.
An' they struggle with their boyfriends, their girlfriends an'
Voyage of Bran Lyrics
Father father Can you tell me Where the hours go Where time flows ? It is written in the stars Upon the milky way That we must burn bright Before we fade away ? Mother mother Can you tel
heir maths,
An' they long for the bell that gets them out of class.
In my High School.

We laugh, we cry;
We fall, we fly.
Sometimes we wonder why we're even here.
We pass, we fail;
An' only time will tell,
If we'll ever make it through these teenage years.

In my High School, there's some who study for their entrance exams.
Some who just wanna play guitar in some rock 'n roll band.
An' in my High School, the
Victim Of Love Lyrics
-Chorus: I don't wanna look Like some kind of fool I don't wanna break My heart over you I'm building a wall Everyday it's getting higher This time I won't end up Another victim of love
eniors just cannot wait for June.
But they don't realise that we grow up way too soon.
They'll be doctors, they'll be lawyers; teachers an' warriors,
An' they'll live out their dreams, big and small.
And they'll struggle with their jobs; with their husbands an' their wives,
An' they'll talk about "the best days of their lives",
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.
In my High School.



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