First Month at University

So new, so the same
Down the Cube play the game
Body rested, mind in pain
- But hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

Sitting smoking in the cold
Friday night soon gets old
Pint not chilled, food not sold
- but hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

Miss the bus, bang your head
Against a brick wall, feeling dead
From overwork, can't stay in bed
- But hey, that's how we roll.
Again.

New faces, new friends
To kill loneliness, and in the end
It's not a bad way to spend a year
- Because this is how we roll.
Again.

Hopeful.