I wrote this song after a day at health where we were doing a worksheet in health talking about stress. It had checkboxes and you were supposed to check the boxes that applied to you. One of them was "Have thoughts of suicide". Who in their right mind would check that off? Why? So they could send you to a mental institution? Lol here it is...MY FIRST SONG EVER!
Raise your hand if your crazy
Clap your hands if your stoned
Everyone’s always telling us, that they need to be told
Did he threaten with a knife?
Did he say he was gonna blow up the school?
Always expecting us to tell the truth
Well it’s not that easy
To admit the truth
To take the punch
To take a hunch
To tell the things we don’t want to
Like we’re ever gonna answer
To questions like that
To have them send us to the Office
To blow the cover off their backs
To send us to special places
To get our minds fixed
To stop thinking crazy thoughts
And to stop being like this
Well it’s not that easy
To admit the truth
To take the punch
To take a hunch
To tell the things we don’t want to
Like a guy’s gonna admit
That he got too much of a fix
That’s he’s in over his head
That he doesn’t want to live his life
Again and again
Well it’s not that easy
To admit the truth
To take the punch
To take a hunch
To tell thing we don’t want to…
