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twenty one pilots – Next Semester Lyrics

twenty one pilots Next Semester Lyrics

Stand up straight now
Can’t break down
Graduate now

I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here

It’s a taste test
Of what I hate less
Can you die of anxiousness?

I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here
What’s about to happen? What’s about to happen?

I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, “Hey kid, get out of the road!”

I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here

Can’t feel my legs
I might suffocate
There’s a pressure in my chest

I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here
What’s about to happen? What’s about to happen?

I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, “Hey kid, get out of the road!”

Can’t change what you’ve done
Start fresh next semester

I remember, I remember certain things
What I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street
I prayed those lights would take me home
Then I heard, “Hey kid, get out of the road!”

And then he slowed down
And rolled down his window
Then he said
“Can’t change what you’ve done
Start fresh next semester”

It’s a taste test of what I hate less
I don’t want to be here
Start fresh with a new year
Can’t change what you’ve done
Start fresh next semester