The life of a north american teen

After listening to “Welcome to my life” for the millionth time, I was compelled to write this.
If you haven’t heard this touching song, I suggest you download it (legally or else Simple Plan will have something else to wine about) Otherwise, read on.

The song deals with the tough life of a north american teen. Upon close examination of the intensely sophisticated lyrics, I realized exactly what they’re talk about.. I mean as teen in north america you get to wake up at 7 am to eat breakfast and then take the ugly yellow school bus to school, where your friends will have more designer clothes on than you, and then proceed in learning about useless stuff like math and history, and to top it off you get to go home and play some boring video games, after which you’ll have dinner and maybe chat on MSN, surf the internet, and then go to sleep only to repeat the WHOLE CYCLE AGAIN… what a rough life… What are the kids in Africa complaining about with their skinny unhealthy bodies, deprived of the basic right of an education?.. or the Iraqi and Palestinian kids who are desensitized to blood from seeing it everyday as part of their normal life? Or more recently the tsunami victims who lost a father or a mother?.. they’re life is a breeze

See my point? What are those ignorant bastards talking about? What do they have to complain about? Making millions off of crappy pathetic songs? Or finding out Avril Lavene has copied they’re make up style?

Any how, I thought I would point out some of the great music that we here in NA, and maybe make you readers jealous, since you don’t have such a rich variety of crap to listen to on the radio.. provided you’re not from north america.

Here are some of the lyrics…
Do you ever feel like breaking down?Do you ever feel out of place?Like somehow you just don't belongAnd no one understands youDo you ever wanna runaway?Do you lock yourself in your room?With the radio on turned up so loud That no one hears you screamingNo you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels all rightYou don't know what it's likeTo be like me

Do you wanna be somebody else?Are you sick of feeling so left out?Are you desperate to find something more?Before your life is overAre you stuck inside a world you hate?Are you sick of everyone around?With their big fake smiles and stupid liesWhile deep inside you're bleedingNo you don't know what it's likeWhen nothing feels all rightYou don't know what it's likeTo be like me