Fat LipCorrections Lyrics

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Fat LipCorrections Lyrics

by Sum 41

Storming through the party like my name was El Nino
When I'm handgun out drinking in the back of an El camino
As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party cause nobody came.

I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Neve going, never showing up when we had to.
It's attention that we crave, don't tell us to behave,
I'm sick of always hearing act your age.

I don't want to waste my time,
become another casualty of society,
I'll never fall in line,
become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

Be-cause-you-don't
Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.
But what would you expect with a conscience so small?
Heavy metal and mullets, it's how we were raised.
Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised.

Cause, we like having fun at other people's expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
it's none of your concern, I'll guess I'll never learn.
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.

i don't want to waste my time
Become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.

Don't count on me, to let you know when.
Don't count on me, I'll do it again.
Don't count on me, it's the point your missing.
Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.

Well, I'm a no good knick lower middle class kid,
Backpacked and I don't give a sh*t about nothing.
You'll be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin,
But you don't make sense from all that gas you be huffing.
Then, if the egg don't stain you'lll be ringing off the hook,
You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.
I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.
The doctor said my mom should of had an abortion.

I don't want to waste my time,
Become another casualty of society.
I'll never fall in line,
Become another victim of your conformity
And back down.
Waste my time with them,
Casualty of society.
Waste my time again,
Victim of your conformity,
And back down