Verge Collection
Class of ’09
[Verse 1]
Slept through three consecutive alarms
Becoming more and more enamoured with the idea of self-harm
You take it back to your bed
Let it stew, let it fester, let it fuck with your head

[Pre-Chorus]
And you don't really want to know
How it's going to unfold
And you don't really want to know
Oh, don't worry the world turns slow

[Chorus]
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school ha-ha-hard?
They really made a mess of your self respect

[Verse 2]
Drinking goon in the middle of the park
You and your mates pretending to be lower class
Still sucking a silver spoon
No point denying that you still live in your parent's games room
[Pre-Chorus]
And you don't really want to know
How it's going to unfold
And you don't really want to know
Oh, don't worry the world turns slow

[Chorus]
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school ha-ha-hard?
They really made a mess of your self respect

[Chorus]
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school hard?
You really made a mess of your self respect
Yeah, wasn't high school ha-ha-hard?
They really made a mess of your self respect