Am Gold Songtext

classrooms, were like cages to me
dragged myself in,... anyway.
forced in with the believers
parents and teachers
watched the hallways
contract and twist.
so i turned to the radio
not a sound on the am
it comes and it goes
up and down the dial
flooded in the air
hiding in the hallway
without a care
forced in without a care
receptionist , specialist
no family history
an IQ test
forced into the belief
see the alleys dissolve and twist
while the world dissolves and splits
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