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WHITE STRIPES
Black Math
Don't you think that I'm bound to react now?
My fingers definitely turning to black now
Maybe I'll put my live on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice
My books are sitting at the top of the stack now
The longer words are really breaking my back now
Maybe I'll learn to understand
Drawing a square with a pencil in hand
Mathematically turning the page
Unequivocally showing my age
I'm practically center stage
Undeniably earning your wage
Maybe I'll put my live on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice
Listen master can I ask you a question
Is it the fingers, or the brain
That you're teaching this lesson?
Maybe I'll put my live on ice
And teach myself, maybe that'll be nice
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