ahh, wayyy toooo many to choose from. but i'd have to say....
Everybody's got their problems,
everybody says the same things to you.
It's just a matter of how you solve them,
and knowing how to change the things you've been through.
It's us against them, we're here to represent,
and spit right in the face of the establishment.
Fuck elitists, we don't need this, we're the elite of just alright.
*Walking Disaster pre-chorus and chorus* lol i got tired of typing
How can we still succeed, taking what we don't need?
Telling lies as alibis, selling all the hate that we breed.
Supersize our tragedies! (You can't define me or justify greed)
Bought in the land of the free! (Land! Free!)
Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
"In some ways I love everything. It’s less…less of a thing than like, less distinct, less particular. I like things that I like, but I love everything. There’s more choice in like, because even the worse things have things to love in them."
stephaniekm wrote:Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
stephaniekm wrote:Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
This.
we win at life clearly.
"In some ways I love everything. It’s less…less of a thing than like, less distinct, less particular. I like things that I like, but I love everything. There’s more choice in like, because even the worse things have things to love in them."
stephaniekm wrote:Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
This.
we win at life clearly.
Quite obviously.
Also, this part of the song:
Turn my head its back to bed with no delay, can't be bothered by the phone ten times today,
Why get up my morning doesn't even start till two?
Forget reality waking up is hard to do.
stephaniekm wrote:Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
This.
we win at life clearly.
Quite obviously.
Also, this part of the song:
Turn my head its back to bed with no delay, can't be bothered by the phone ten times today,
Why get up my morning doesn't even start till two?
Forget reality waking up is hard to do.
Wow, those two parts are my favourite lyrics too!
They fit in my life perfectly
But as a Sum 41 -lyric specialist, I have to point out that the correct lyrics are "Early mornings, plagued by warnings"
You speak for all of us when you can't be heard.
(I can't help you anymore than)
I bet you haven't listened to not one word.
(I have helped myself before.)
Some say we're better off without
Knowing what life is all about
I'm sure they'll never realise the way
It's too late
Somehow it's different everyday
In some ways it never fades away
Seems like it's never gonna change
I must be dreaming
describs the meaning of life, i love it.
i also like the dear father lyrics.
Jan 22, 2009
cone u r so fucking kool stevo u r fucking bizzyd u r cool too whats your new album called
asked by cone1212 on Jan 21, 2009 5:03pm
Contrary to what you just wrote, I'm not fucking bizzy d. We're just friends. Let's not go and make Cone jealous now...
answered by Stevo on Jan 22, 2009 2:18pm
stephaniekm wrote:Remember when there was nothing else to do, but lie in bed and,
wonder how it was always up to you, and no one else and,
Early mornings, late by warnings, what's the point of the alarm that I'm ignoring?
It's even raining, I'm not complaining, but waking up is hard to do so...
thanks. now i don't have to type anything.
plus i have my sig so thats my favourite.
What's so hard about good-byes?
I'm sorry I'm just not as keen
On planning out our perfect lives
When I'm only 19.
besttt .
"In some ways I love everything. It’s less…less of a thing than like, less distinct, less particular. I like things that I like, but I love everything. There’s more choice in like, because even the worse things have things to love in them."