Dave's Possessed Hair/It's What We're All About (Sum 41)

Ever get the feeling no one's got your back Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact Somehow you're going on an opposite track As we recover from another social heart attack You think you see between the lines But you can't see through dollar signs So sick and tasteless now Immature and faceless how Can I even sleep at night you ask You say you're a pacifist Instead you wave your fist And all the while it becomes the end again Make up your mind cause I can't decide You think uniqueulism makes you dignified You can't see with half opened eyes You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision If your life was a book your story would be fiction