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its a new day, but it all feels old,its a good life, thats what im told. but everything at all just feels the same. at my high skool, it felt more to me, like a jail cell, a pediditory. my time spent there it only made me sick. but i dont ever wanna be like you, i dont wanna do the things u do, im never gonna hear the words you say, and i dont ever wanna, i dont ever wanna be you. dont wanna be just like you, what im saying is this is the anthem, throw all ur hands up you! dont wanna be you. go to college, a university. "get a real job" thats what they said to me. but can never live the way they want.I'm gonna get by and just do my time out of step while they all get in line, im just a minor threat so pay no mind. do u really want to be like them, do u really want to be another trend? do u wanna be a part of that crowd cause i dont ever wanna, i dont every wanna be you. dont wanna be u, dont wanna be just like you. wat im saying is this is the anthem throw all your hands up, you dont wanna be you! shake it once thats fine, shake it twice thats ok, shake it three times thats okay. shake it 3 times ur playing with your self again. you, dont wanna be just like you. what im saying is this is the anthemm throw all ur hands up yall got to feel me sing if your with me. another loser anthem, another loser anthem, another loser anthem, another loser anthem

The Anthem by Good Charlotte