Everyone I Went To High School With Is Dead

Another summer rolls by
And I can't help but feel pain
All those familiar faces
Come back to haunt me again
Whether I hated their guts
Or hardly knew them at all
I always felt far away
Beside them there in the halls

My yearbook keeps me informed
My yearbook keeps me in line
Its an obituary
Gives me a concept of time
We've graduated and grown
From a real world once our own
Yet we have proven them wrong
By dropping off all along

otro verano pasa
y no puedo sentir mas que dolor
todas aquellas caras familiares
regresan a casarme de nuevo
y si los odie a todos
o apenas los conocia
siempre me senti lejos
al lado de ellos en los pasillos

mi libro del año escolar me mantiene informado
mi libro del año escolar me mantiene en linea
es otro obituario
me da el concepto del tiempo
nos hemos graduado y crecido
de un mundo real
y hemos probado que estan mal
por dejar todo de lado