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Why?
Sitting in this moldy room
Wondering what there is I can do
I look out the window as a wasp passes by
And think to myself why
Why did it fly by right as I looked
Why is this board so filled with junk
Why can't the time pass by
Why...why...why
The girl next to me is writing
What is she writing
The boy in front of me is reading
What is he reading
Why do these questions flood my mind
Why don't I have the answers
All I can ask is why
Why...why...why
Yes I should be studying for my test tomorrow
Sure I should be correcting my journal
But if he doesn't do his job, why should I
Why...why...why
Well the bell will ring in a minute
Why in a minute
Why always at the same time
Why...why...why
Wondering what there is I can do
I look out the window as a wasp passes by
And think to myself why
Why did it fly by right as I looked
Why is this board so filled with junk
Why can't the time pass by
Why...why...why
The girl next to me is writing
What is she writing
The boy in front of me is reading
What is he reading
Why do these questions flood my mind
Why don't I have the answers
All I can ask is why
Why...why...why
Yes I should be studying for my test tomorrow
Sure I should be correcting my journal
But if he doesn't do his job, why should I
Why...why...why
Well the bell will ring in a minute
Why in a minute
Why always at the same time
Why...why...why
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