Paroles
Stand up straight nowCan't break downGraduate nowI don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
It's a taste testOf what I hate lessCan 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 thingsWhat I was wearing, the yellow dashes in the streetI prayed those lights would take me homeThen 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 legsI might suffocateThere's a pressure in my chestI don't want to be here, I don't want to be here
Can't change what you've doneStart fresh next semester
Oh-whoa-oh (and then he slowed down), oh-whoa-ohOh-whoa-oh (and rolled down his window), oh-whoa-oh(And he said) "Can't change what you've doneStart fresh next semester"
It's a taste test of what I hate lessI don't wanna be hereStart fresh with a new year
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Tyler Joseph
Next Semester lyrics © Stryker Joseph Music