Apologies

Tradução


Sum 41

Compositor: Deryck Whibley

No Apologies

I've heard it before,
I'm straight out of line,
The image of malice with one evil mind.
I've got no excuse,
It's my alibi,
A victim of fashion dressed to do or die.

Don't worry about me,
I'm not your misery.
A reject, no respect.
I don't, I don't, I don't...

I don't want to be a conclusion,
Victim of confusion.
(And I state my own place right here in nowhere.)
Here's my resignation
From the desperation.
I'm the saint of hopeless
I'll make no apologies.

Well this is a call
Throughout and across
The underdog nation
And the hopeless and lost,
'Cause We're not the ones
To walk with the dead.
Disciples of no one
By no one we're led.

Don't worry about me,
I'm not your tragedy.
A reject, no respect.
I don't, I don't, I don't...

I don't want to be a conclusion,
Victim of confusion.
(And I state my own place right here in nowhere.)
Here's my resignation
From the desperation.
I'm the saint of hopeless
I'll make no apologies.

Na, na ,na...
I'll make no apologies.
Na, na, na...
I'll make no apologies.

I don't want to be a conclusion,
Victim of confusion.
(And I state my own place right here in nowhere.)
Here's my resignation
From the desperation.
I'm the saint of hopeless
I'll make no apologies.

I don't want to be a conclusion,
Victim of confusion.
(And I state my own place right here in nowhere.)
Here's my resignation
From the desperation.
I'm the saint of hopeless
I'll make no apologies.

I don't want to be a conclusion,
Victim of confusion.
(And I state my own place right here in nowhere.)
Here's my resignation
From the desperation.
I'm the saint of hopeless
I'll make no apologies.

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