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History the words on a paper

Chemistry presentation of vapors

Biology the study of creators

At the end of it all

Do you realize what it made us

Physics the balance of the forces

Calculate with Math

Divided by our courses

But do we really want these

Or are we all forced to

To do what others want us to do

Not supposed to

Just because that

These are all the common ones

Doesn't mean everybody has a common run

Some might be more lucky

Some might be less

So why do you dictate

Someone's worth

With these tests

It's the social hierarchy

It was always this way

Not just grades but everyday life

Yet today

Today I was asked

How my music was going

Not going well

I guess my weakness is showing

Uh They laugh at me

They joke about me

They see me as a flop

They see me as a worthless pig

Yeah it doesn't stop

They went to

A foreign country

Spent daddy's money

Came back with a certificate

Maybe a pregnant tummy

So that's their definition

Of a successful person

Who drinks beer every night

And sleeps with a random person

Someone with an arrogant soul

And a selfish mind

I guess that's what's wrong

About our current time

Some people say

They support me

But really I wonder

What real support means

If you mean statistically

It ain't showing

Uh I only got one listener from Penang

And I know him

They know I make music

They say I can do it

But in reality

Have they actually

Even tried to listen

Before they say

It's a genre thing

It doesn't fit

Their style or

I need to come up

With another hit

I cannot write love songs

With a broken heart

It doesn't work that way

I write my music from my heart

Every single line

Every single choice I make

There's a reason behind

A story to dilate

So don't assume all my plans

Or assume what I am

Or assume what I do

Or assume where I am

Or assume all my choices

Or assume who I am

My name is the Siren

To the end

To the end

To the end

My name is the Siren

To the end