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Text: Sum 41. Does This Look Infected?. Thanks for Nothing.

I'll never take part in the growing population
Or waste my time with further education
Forget what we know, it's just a big show
What they want to control

So jaded frustrated
It's all so complicated
Fashion, no passion
Surrounds me

All I know is
I've heard this all before
Reality's a bore
You ask me to believe in something fake

Well I can't bring myself to
Do what you want me to
This is who we are and
Nothing's gonna change
Nothing's gonna change

I can't take part in the businessman illusion
I'll take my chance in the real world confusion
Don't blame us, who do we trust
When they're so dishonest

No patience, this nation's
Obsessed with exploitation
Lying, denying
Surrounds me

All I know is
I've heard this all before
Reality's a bore
You ask me to believe in something fake

Well I can't bring myself to
Do what you want me to
This is who we are and
Nothing's going to change

Don't think you can ignore us
Don't tell me that we're to blame
Don't pick our future for us
Or act like we're the same

All I know is
I've heard this all before
Reality's a bore
You ask me to believe in something fake

Well I can't bring myself to
Do what you want me to
This is who we are and
Nothing's gonna change

Thanks for nothing
I've heard this all before
Thanks for nothing
Reality's a bore

Thanks for nothing
It'll never be the same
Thanks for nothing
And nothing's gonna change