Good Charlotte - The Anthem Lyrics

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The Anthem

The Anthem Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Anthem By Good Charlotte?
Its a new day
But it all feels old. Its a good life That's what I'm told. But everything It all just feels the same And my high school: it felt more to me Like a jail cell, a penitentiary. My time spent there It only made me see That I don't ever want to be like you. I don't want to do the things you do. I'm never gonna hear the words you say Cause I don't ever wanna. I don't ever want to be. You don't want to be just like you What I'm sayin' is this is the anthem Throw all your hands up You. don't want to be you Go to college, a university Get a real job, that's what they said to me But I could never live the way they want I'm gonna get by and just do my time Out of step while they all get in line. I'm just a minor threat so pay no mind Do you really want to be like them Do you really want to be another trend Do you want to be part of that crowd. Cause I don't ever wanna. I don't ever want to be you [Chorus] Shake it once that's fine Shake it twice that's okay Shake it three time you're playin' with yourself again You Don't want to be just like you This is the anthem throw all your hands up Now that you feel me, sing if you're with me You, don't want to be just like you This is the anthem throw all your hands up Now that you feel me, sing if you're with me Another loser anthem [Repeat x4] |
Who Wrote The Anthem By Good Charlotte?
John Feldmann, Benji Madden, Joel Madden
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