Like High School - Matt Duke

A mother wakes her child

And dons a smile

The helplessness of

The love and hope

She holds so tightly

How her baby's grown up

The day begins

The doe-eyed kid

The one with big ambition

Perfects his dress

So he'll impress

But it's just ammunition

The pretty girls

Aware the world

Will serve their petty appetite

And pander to the dudes

Who buy the booze

To party Friday nights

They rifle threats

As you lament

How no one acts like they should

Prey on the lame

The caste remains

The same into adulthood

Because when you step into the real world

It's just like high school

So they told you it's a fresh start

That you'll make it with a clean heart

Well, they left you in the dark

They were leading you, leading you on

Something's got to give, right?

Or stay this way all my life?

I'm sorry, but they lied.

They were leading you, leading you on.

The bass line kicks

The same old shit

It strikes a nerve and haunts you

While faces change

That old refrain

It sticks just like a tattoo

The cliques were formed

Before you were born

And they did not include you

Your expectation's

Medication's how you'll have to get through

Because when you step into the real world

It's just like high school

The art of growing up

Is to realize you'll hate everything and everyone

You loved so much

Young troubled souls

Without a role model to look up to

And still you wonder why a kid

Would bring a gun to high school