This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.
The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
So I could stand up straight.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.
The homophobic bullshit that's somehow okay
Just because you didn't mean it that way.
I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place.
Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around,
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place.
Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody
By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands
And Matt says I don't fit in.
All this mallrat goth shit is killing me.
Thought that would end with high school at least.
But there are still kids and Matt says
"College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks."
So they're calling it blasphemy,
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
But this place just brings misery.
I hate what it does to me.
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this.
And I don't think we're the same.
I'm fucking losing my head trying to understand this.
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice.
No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
Getting lots in return for being substance-less.
You're too caught in semantics to see it,
But you're no fucking different.
So they're calling it blasphemy,
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
But this place just brings misery.
I hate what it does to me.
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this.
And I don't think we're the same.
No.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting.
It's two more months 'til I'm done with this.
And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends.
And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van.
The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
So I could stand up straight.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place.
The homophobic bullshit that's somehow okay
Just because you didn't mean it that way.
I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place.
Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around,
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place.
Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody
By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands
And Matt says I don't fit in.
All this mallrat goth shit is killing me.
Thought that would end with high school at least.
But there are still kids and Matt says
"College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks."
So they're calling it blasphemy,
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
But this place just brings misery.
I hate what it does to me.
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this.
And I don't think we're the same.
I'm fucking losing my head trying to understand this.
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice.
No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
Getting lots in return for being substance-less.
You're too caught in semantics to see it,
But you're no fucking different.
So they're calling it blasphemy,
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it's a stupid choice to make.
But this place just brings misery.
I hate what it does to me.
I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this.
And I don't think we're the same.
No.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting.
It's two more months 'til I'm done with this.
And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends.
And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van.
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today is the last day of my high school sophomore year. i'm on a hacked school computer to comment on how much this song is amazing. this is my fucking school. i've spent 2 years here already and i'm jjust done. this band gets me through life. <3
"hacked school computer"<br /> <br /> you mean you found a proxy that works? badass..aaanyways i'm about to finish 10th grade too. cant wait till summer. wednesday is the last day for me.<br /> <br /> btw cool song. haha
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place. The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on So I could stand up straight.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place. The homophobic bullshit that's somehow okay Just because you didn't mean it that way.
I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place. Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around, Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place. Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands And Matt says I don't fit in.
All this mallrat goth shit is killing me. Thought that would end with high school at least. But there are still kids and Matt says "College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks."
So they're calling it blasphemy, A fucking catastrophe For saying it's a stupid choice to make. But this place just brings misery. I hate what it does to me. I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this. And I don't think we're the same.
I'm fucking losing my head trying to understand this. Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice. No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids Getting lots in return for being substance-less. You're too caught in semantics to see it, But you're no fucking different.
So they're calling it blasphemy, A fucking catastrophe For saying it's a stupid choice to make. But this place just brings misery. I hate what it does to me. I fight, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this. And I don't think we're the same.
No.
I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting. It's two more months 'til I'm done with this. And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends. And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van.
I can relate. too much.
Not liking the whole college scene and fitting in with everybody.
College sucks, don't go.
I was at a concert and the Wonder Years opened, and the singer said that this songs was about why he hated college. After knowing that, if you look back at the lyrics, they make complete sense and they completely explain what anyone would feel not only in college, but in any grade.
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice. No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.
Wow, as a student at the University of Vermont, this couldn't ring more true. I can't count how many kids sit outside, or in stairwells, playing terrible Jack Johnson and John Mayer songs and their shitty acoustic hoping girls will fall in love with their perfection of G C and D chords. Pathetic. Go play some punk. know your roots and be real.
holy shit. i go to uvm too. describes this whole damn place perfectly.
So they're calling it blasphemy, A fucking catastrophe For saying it's a stupid choice to make. But this place just brings misery. I hate what it does to me. I'm, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this. And I don't think we're the same.
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids Getting mocked in return for being substance-less. You're too caught in semantics to see it, But you're no fucking different.
I'm fucked, but I can't escape the way that I don't fit in with any of this
soupy went to temple in philly. basically everything he says in this song is true. awful parties filled with frat boys and date rape and tons of kids performing annoying duets on acoustic guitars on liacouras playing the same three chords over and over covering some john mayer song.
If you didn't know this song was about the shitty social scene in college than your an idiot. On another note, this song kicks ass, even tho i have to admit, i do like college.