Day after day,
Chasing after a B
We’re just bored little kids
We don’t get to run free
Just kidding, there’s no way
We’ll get anything below an A
We lock ourselves up
And pretend we’re okay
We hide behind the pretense
Of getting into university
But not just any place
It’s got to be an Ivy
The pressure builds up
And it squeezes you tight
Welcome to our little hellhole
You can’t fight it, so don’t fight
