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Sum 41 - Reloaded 4 - Fat Lip
Reloaded 4
Disc 1
01. Sing
02. There's a Star
03. Don't Panic
04. Knives Out
05. Handbags and Gladrags
06. Hyper Music
07. A Man Needs to Be Told
08. Trees
09. 60 Miles an Hour
10. F.E.A.R.
11. Let Robeson Sing
12. Newborn
13. Flavor of the Weak
14. Nite and Fog
15. Song From Hope St (Brooklyn, NY)
16. Stop Your Crying
17. Freelove
18. We Belong in This World Together
19. Ya Mama
Disc 2
01. Bohemian Like You
02. Just a Day
03. New York, New York
04. Step on My Old Size Nines
05. Love Is the Key
06. Salt Sweat Sugar
07. Juxtapozed With U
08. The Rock Show
09. Fat Lip
10. Hash Pipe
11. A Little Respect
12. Hanging by a Moment
13. The People That We Love
14. Souljacker, Part I
15. Main Offender
16. This Is Love
17. Empty at the End
18. Cut Here
19. Elevation (Tomb Raider mix)
20. Party Hard
Storming through the party like my name was El Niño
When I'm hanging out drinking in the back of an El Camino
As a kid, was a skid, and no one knew me by name
Trashed my own house party 'cause nobody came
I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school
Never going, never showing up when we had to
Attention that we crave
Don't tell us to behave
I'm sick of always hearing "act your age"
I don't wanna waste my time
Become another casualty of society
I'll never fall in line
Become another victim of your conformity and back down

Because 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 guess I'll never learn
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn
I don't wanna 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 you're missin'
Don't count on me
'Cause I'm not listenin'
Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat
Back packed, and I don't give a shit about nothin'
You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin
But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffin'
'Cause if the egg don't stain, you'll 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've had an abortion...

I don't wanna 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 with them)
Victim of your conformity and back down