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5.7.09



That I don't ever wanna be like you.
I don't wanna do the things you do.
I'm never gonna hear the words you say,
'Cause I don't ever wanna I don't ever wanna be,

You... don't wanna be just like you.
What I'm sayin is,
This is the anthem throw all your hands up.
You... don't wanna be you.

4.7.09


Gracias por haber vuelto, Good Charlotte. Ahora entiendo, por qué cuando era chica, amaba su música, ahora me siento 100% identificada con sus letras. Antes no las entendía, pero ahora sé bien por qué. Gracias ♥. No sé por qué dejé de escucharlos. Pero ahora me cierra todo. No era el momento, ahora lo es.

The Young & The Hopeless

Hard days made me, hard nights shaped me.
I don't know they somehow saved me.
And I know I'm making something out of this life they call nothing.
I take what I want,
Take what I need.
You say it's wrong but it's right for me.
I won't look down.
Won't say I'm sorry.

I know that only GOD can judge me.

And if I make it through today will tomorrow be the same,
Am I just running in place?
If I stumble and I fall,
Should I get up and carry on or will it all just be the same?

'Cause, I'm young and hopeless,

I'm lost and I know this.

I'm going nowhere fast that's what they say.
I'm troublesome, I've fallen.

I'm angry at my FATHER.

It's me against this world and I don't care, I don't care.

No one in this industry understands the life I lead.
When I sing about my past it's not a gimmick not an act.
These critics and these trust fund kids,
Try to tell me what punk is but when I see them on the streets they got nothing to say.

It's me against this world and I don't care, I don't care.


The Young & The Hopeless
Godd Charlotte -Nótese como remarco las palabras God y Father, cosas que para mí (por lo menos en mi mundo), no existen-