Tears of School
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‘Nice kid complex’
that was my illness
(But I was still nice to everyone..)
that was my illness
Behind my back they talked sh*t,
in front of me they acted nice
I pretended not to notice
school was a battleground
Perhaps this was my own battle
in the ring called school.
Someone would have brushed it off
as something you shouldn’t care about
Oh I don’t care, but that’s
something only adults can do easily
Not perpetrators, not victims,
this is a place where
we’re turned into bystanders.
Even if you point your finger at me
and call me a coward I’m fine with it
But how would you define it?
You know I can’t lend you a hand
If I did that I’ll end up the same as you
Don’t be blinded by justice, the hero is dead
This is reality, the only way to survive,
there are no options
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
School wrong, society wrong
Parent wrong, teacher wrong
Victim wrong, perpetrator wrong
Bystander maybe, bystander maybe
The basis of school violence,
a vicious circle that can never end
There is no exit in this
crowded ring called a classroom
That’s right, in the end
school is like another mini society
A jungle made carelessly by adults
They made the weaklings weak,
they made the strong powerful
Of course since they were strong
they made the weak suffer
A society built on the teachings
that friends are only for pretend
The morals of adults made us step
on the weak to rise to the top
Corporal punishment has been banned,
in a moment of force
‘I didn’t know because I was out of it’
became an excuse. That’s right
this society is filled with
bystanders that are no different from
perpetrators The students trapped inside
classrooms known as themselves are also victims
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
School wrong, society wrong
Parent wrong, teacher wrong
Victim wrong, perpetrator wrong
Bystander wrong, bystander wrong
‘Nice kid complex’
that was my illness
(But I was still nice to everyone..)
that was my illness
Behind my back they talked sh*t,
in front of me they acted nice
I pretended not to notice
school was a battleground
Perhaps this was my own battle
in the ring called school.
Someone would have brushed it off
as something you shouldn’t care about
Oh I don’t care, but that’s
something only adults can do easily
Not perpetrators, not victims,
this is a place where
we’re turned into bystanders.
Even if you point your finger at me
and call me a coward I’m fine with it
But how would you define it?
You know I can’t lend you a hand
If I did that I’ll end up the same as you
Don’t be blinded by justice, the hero is dead
This is reality, the only way to survive,
there are no options
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
School wrong, society wrong
Parent wrong, teacher wrong
Victim wrong, perpetrator wrong
Bystander maybe, bystander maybe
The basis of school violence,
a vicious circle that can never end
There is no exit in this
crowded ring called a classroom
That’s right, in the end
school is like another mini society
A jungle made carelessly by adults
They made the weaklings weak,
they made the strong powerful
Of course since they were strong
they made the weak suffer
A society built on the teachings
that friends are only for pretend
The morals of adults made us step
on the weak to rise to the top
Corporal punishment has been banned,
in a moment of force
‘I didn’t know because I was out of it’
became an excuse. That’s right
this society is filled with
bystanders that are no different from
perpetrators The students trapped inside
classrooms known as themselves are also victims
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
This is a ring called a classroom
This is a stadium with no referee only an audience
You know there will never be a victor
everyone will lose
There will be no victor everyone will lose
School wrong, society wrong
Parent wrong, teacher wrong
Victim wrong, perpetrator wrong
Bystander wrong, bystander wrong
22-25, M