Good Grief English Teacher
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[Verse 1]
Bring out your dead, make them a hashtag
The internet is the only one keeping track
And Trace woke up and bumped her head, smack
On the cold hard Mac
She spent the night within bed
But she doesn't see red
She just sees you
[Verse 2]
Now she's getting fond of that sore spot
Should be taking something for the pain but she's not
Because it's all she's got of you
[Chorus]
The children do the Renegade
While the world goes up in flames
Trace has seen enough this year
Of everything and everywhere
But his place
[Verse 3]
The corner shop selling out of cough drops
Cops arrest a man for not covering his face
They crowded out the place
While Sue in broderie anglaise gets in the employee's personal space
Bring out your dead, make them a hashtag
The internet is the only one keeping track
And Trace woke up and bumped her head, smack
On the cold hard Mac
She spent the night within bed
But she doesn't see red
She just sees you
[Verse 2]
Now she's getting fond of that sore spot
Should be taking something for the pain but she's not
Because it's all she's got of you
[Chorus]
The children do the Renegade
While the world goes up in flames
Trace has seen enough this year
Of everything and everywhere
But his place
[Verse 3]
The corner shop selling out of cough drops
Cops arrest a man for not covering his face
They crowded out the place
While Sue in broderie anglaise gets in the employee's personal space
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