This my highschool’s song.
On this song I felt for the first time true love and true pain.
Years have past and now I can talk about it
—If you have a exam and you don’t have a pen you can’t pass the exam.
If you don’t pass the exam you won’t gratuate school.
If you don’t gratuate school you won’t find a good job,
you won’t have money to buy a house to live in,
you’ll leave on the streets,
your girlfriend will brake up with you,
your friends will forget you,
you won’t have nothing to eat,
you’ll starve,
you’ll have to beg for money,
you’ll be the amberesment to your parents,
they will hate you
and you will die all alone.
And all of this just because you didn’t borrow a damn pen.
By far