| Looking around wondering what became
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| Of what I once knew
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| Pop punk mutation lacking passion
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| That keeps ringing untrue
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| There’s something wrong with this picture
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| Hot topic setting standards for you to consume
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| Many of the roots can be traced back
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| To where were standing
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| There were people just like me and you
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| Who never thought of landing
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| In a place bands got squeezed to make room
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| For third generation blink-182 rip off’s
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| Is there something I don’t get? |
| How did you buy into this?
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| Am I just getting older-losing touch?
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| Or is there something I don’t see
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| I’m scratching my head in disbelief
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| Am I just getting older-losing touch?
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| Am I losing touch?
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| Went to the vans warped tour last weekend
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| Was an outsider looking in
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| All the kids were buying so much crap
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| Amidst a generation gap
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| It was so fucking hot-it sucked
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| Wanted a beer it cost six bucks
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| Seen many faces throughout the years
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| As soon as they come disappear
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| And now I watch this band with black makeup
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| And silly synchronized jumps
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| In a gigantic parking lot
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| In the Wal-Mart of punk rock
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| I can’t forget who I am or what I know
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| Or change what I believe
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| You can sell rebellion package it in many ways
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| And claim it’s not alright for me
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| Am I losing touch-should I just give up?
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| Am I losing touch-if I don’t understand you
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| Am I losing touch-if I never will
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| Am I losing touch? |