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Texty: Impossibles (The). The Impossibles. Fat Boy.


in elementary i was the lowest class
a bitter little kid good in science and math
i never had a problem making the other kids laugh
when they'd steal my lunch or kick me in the ass

but i could see the surface from there
choking up and gasping for air
no sanctuary but my secret lair
my reason for resistance is clear

my telephone never heard a ring
to my comic books i would cling
talking to girls was an alien thing

fatboy! like i was when i was young
it's hard growing up when they're putting you down
fatboy! like i'm living right now
when i ain't go luck, i ain't got nuthin'...

so i slammed my door and i locked myself in with
dungeons and dragons and todd mcfarlane
staring so hard at those pages i specked
just to steal my attention from the attacks