Class Of ‘99

It's three o' clock in the afternoon
And I'm racing the postman
Could they have known it's due?
I'm ripping it up with both hands
Drop my bag off at the door
Pick up the receiver and I'm hitting the floor

When I'm on this line it's the only time
When the worlds not on my neck
Feeling like a wreck

These four years have come and gone so fast
When I get out I'll be the bottom of my class
I want to let go 'cause you know I'm falling through
Want to fall straight through reality with you

Around a lot of people but alone
And you're trapped in this room with just a fax machine and phone
It's a mess of people when I'm walking through
But I'm walking down the aisle and I sit down next to you

It's the end of may and I'm on my way
I'm the class of '99
Now I'm on a decline

These four years have come and gone so fast
When I get out I'll be the bottom of my class
I want to let go 'cause you know I'm falling through
Want to fall straight through reality with you

Put on my cap and gown
And get out of this town
I made it to graduation

These four years have come and gone so fast
When I get out I'll be the bottom of my class
I want to let go 'cause you know I'm falling through
Want to fall straight through reality with you
Want to fall straight through reality with you



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Berezowski
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