They began to see the signs I guess when I was only five
Calling mom to tell her I survived a ten foot dive
Burning kids clothes on yet another reckless crusade
Pissing in a jar and promoting it as lemonade They told me I was hopeless, that I didnt stand a chance
Another high school dropout that didnt have any plans
Never learned to shut my mouth in cla**, every second was a bore
Declared myself a combatant and a prisoner of war This is me, diagnosis unknown
Symptomatic, f**ed up to the bone Leaving school with nothing but a bunch of worthless grades
Flunked in eighteen cla**es so I guess that was not my trade
Mom still had her hopes up and dad didnt really care
All I ever wanted was to get the f** out of there