HanderPants

This class I'm taking, this paper's due
Can't seem to write it, I don't know what to do
I got a notebook, my ink ain't dry
But this black bloc just makes me stop and wonder why

A horse, her maiden, a desert, some pain
A servant, a teacher, some whips and yes some chains
A choker, a journey, the dancers start to scream
Eyes open, wake up into a scary scary dream

I'm in the classroom, on the due date
It seems I have forgot to wear my pants again
I am just hoping when I am called
I am just praying that my underwear is clean

Back in the classroom, on the due date
It seems the dream I had keeps coming back again
I am just hoping, or not at all
This dream will stay with me, you know just what I mean