Holiday's over, it's time to back to school
The sun's so bright and the sky's so blue
There's nothing I expect for something new
Because I know there's no one going through
My classmate just can make much talking
Nothing they do, just can make a class messed out
Oh come on buddy, you have nothing to shout
Take my guitar and play a song
In front of class or in middle of field
I'd like to reveal my own
Unlike them just show their cool face, actually not
I never get enough appreciation
I never get grown up in this place
They are just thinking and working for their vision
This just a school not such a great school
There's almost no something special
All of them are very prestigious
They just can be a rebel in the behind
There's no freedom
We can't be more expressive
There's no fight
To compete with these boring things
Just look and feel
We can only hearing for the teacher
There's no more stage, no more my things
Oh come on, okay I better get out
Get out!