SUM 41 - Walking Disaster

I haven't been home for a while,
I'm sure everything's the same:
Mom and Dad both in denial,
an only child to take the blame.
Sorry Mom but I don't miss you,
Father's no name you deserve.
I'm just a kid with no ambitions,
wouldn't come home for the world.

{You'll} never know what I've become,
the king of all that's said and done.
The forgotten son?
This city's buried in defeat,
I walk along these no name streets,
Wave goodbye to all,
as I fall...

At the dead end I begin
to burn the bridge of innocence.
Satisfaction guaranteed,
a pill away catastrophe.
On a mission, nowhere bound,
inhibitions underground,
A shallow grave I
have dug all by myself.

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.
(You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.)

(And he said)
Far as I can tell,
it's just voices in my head.
Am I talking to myself?
'Cause I don't know what I just said.

(And she said)
Far is where I fell,
maybe I'm better off dead.
Am I at the end of nowhere?
Is this as good as it gets?

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.
(To save me, to save me, to save me...)

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone.
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief where I belong.

A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me,
it's too late to save me.

I will be home in a while,
you don't have to say a word.
I can't wait to see you smile,
wouldn't miss it for the world.

I will be home in a while,
you don't have to say a word.
I can't wait to see you smile,
wouldn't miss it for the world.

SUM 41 - Underclass Hero

One, two, three, four...

Well I
Won't be caught living in a dead-end job,
While praying to my government, guns and God.
Now it's us against them, we're here to represent
And spit right in the face of the establishment.

And now I don't believe (in having faith in nothing),
Stand on my own (and got no sympathy).
Wasting the youth (while being young and useless).
Speak for yourself (and don't pray for me).

Well because we're doing fine, and we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine, 'cause we won't give you control.
And we don't need anything from you,
'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought and sold, just like you.

(A call across the Underclass.)
Calling out loud with no respect,
I'm not the one, I'm just another reject.
I'm the voice to offend all those who pretend.
Unsung against the grain, I'm here to rise against.

Now I'm desensitized (I state my place in nowhere),
Burning the flag (of the degeneration).
Everyone sing (the anthem of no future).
Down with the mass ('cause we're not listening).

Well because we're doing fine, and we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine, 'cause we won't give you control.
And we don't need anything from you,
'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought and sold, just like you.

May I have your attention please?
I pledge allegiance to the Underclass,
As your hero at large!

One, two, three, four...

We're the saints of degeneration,
We don't owe anyone an explanation.
Fuck elitists, we don't need this,
We're the elite of just alright.

Well because we're doing fine, and we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine, 'cause we won't give you control.
And we don't need anything from you,
'Cause we'll be just fine, and we won't be bought and sold, just like you.