Explore Call Me Karizma
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[Intro]
"Seven kids in the last two years in his classes, his student, seven kids—have either committed suicide or have attempted to commit suicide."
"After nine teenagers have committed suicide in the last two years many of them after being bullied..."
"And I would say this is a problem that is experienced across our country, but this is a particular problem in the Anoka-Hennepin School District in Minnesota."
[Verse 1]
Mama was a sipper
Daddy was a beater
Frankly, hе didn't like either
Hе was never into laughing, only sad thinking
All he made was raps, since his mother sat drinking
He didn't care, didn't want to listen to it
As slept in class, stressed
Crept around as he'd stepped on glass
People wished he left (just leave us alone)
Strep throat, check every last note
Nothing but a test to fail, so he lets go
Just know he wanted to disappear
Honestly, he wanted his mom without a beer
'What's wrong, what's going on
Your mom is okay, she's only gone for a day'
This turns into so long
So long, he's wanted out
So sick of being caught inside this haunted house
[Chorus]
Pain of being alive
Of living a lie
I just hate
Living inside this prison of mine
Where can I go?
Oh, I don't know
Where can I go?
Find me the next red door with a stairway to heaven
Let's explore
"Seven kids in the last two years in his classes, his student, seven kids—have either committed suicide or have attempted to commit suicide."
"After nine teenagers have committed suicide in the last two years many of them after being bullied..."
"And I would say this is a problem that is experienced across our country, but this is a particular problem in the Anoka-Hennepin School District in Minnesota."
[Verse 1]
Mama was a sipper
Daddy was a beater
Frankly, hе didn't like either
Hе was never into laughing, only sad thinking
All he made was raps, since his mother sat drinking
He didn't care, didn't want to listen to it
As slept in class, stressed
Crept around as he'd stepped on glass
People wished he left (just leave us alone)
Strep throat, check every last note
Nothing but a test to fail, so he lets go
Just know he wanted to disappear
Honestly, he wanted his mom without a beer
'What's wrong, what's going on
Your mom is okay, she's only gone for a day'
This turns into so long
So long, he's wanted out
So sick of being caught inside this haunted house
[Chorus]
Pain of being alive
Of living a lie
I just hate
Living inside this prison of mine
Where can I go?
Oh, I don't know
Where can I go?
Find me the next red door with a stairway to heaven
Let's explore
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