I think my teacher is sick

I think my teacher is sick

‘Cause she’s constantly throwing up

A toxic mash of opinions spurting out of her mouth

Like she doesn’t want them inside of her

Like someone forced them down her throat a long time ago, and they’ve now rotted

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I think my teacher is sick

‘Cause her hair doesn’t grow anymore

It’s slowly fading and falling off her head

Like she doesn’t care for it

Like she’s given up on it

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I think my teacher is sick

‘Cause she has open wounds all over her body

They never heal, but she seems to like them

Like they make her feel alive

Like they remind her of who she once was

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I think my teacher is sick

And I fear it might be contagious

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I think my teacher's sick

‘Cause she’s always throwing up

A toxic mash of opinions spurting out of her mouth

Like she doesn’t want them inside of her

Like someone forced them down her throat a long time ago, and they’ve now rotted

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I think my teacher's sick

‘Cause her hair doesn’t grow anymore

It used to be so long, but now it's slowly fading

Like she given up on it

Like she’s given up on herself

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I think my teacher's sick

‘Cause she has open wounds all over her body

They never heal, but she seems to like them

Like they make her feel alive

Like they remind her of who she once was

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I think my teacher's sick

And I'm afraid it's contagious

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