I Dont Like Me Anymore

NOFX

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[Verse 1] One morning I woke up Scratched my balls and eyes I looked into the mirror And got a big surprise I don’t know who this person is But I’ve seen his face before A face I don’t want to have to face I don’t think I like me anymore [Interlude] [Verse 2] When I run into old friends Their eyes seem to dart away I wish I could remember All the shitty things I say Then one day my best friend said something I’d never heard before You’ve done so much for me and I love you But I don’t like you anymore [Chorus] Someone lock the door I don’t like me anymore Here comes media whore I don’t like me anymore I heard this story twice before I don’t like me anymore Pop punks claiming hardcore I don’t like me anymore [Verse 3] Was it something that I’ve done? Was it something that I’ve said? Was I having too much fun? Did I dropkick someone’s head? I turn on the TV And I don’t like what I see There’s an old punk rocker acting like a jerk And that jerk looks a lot like me [Chorus] Someone lock the door I don’t like me anymore Here comes media whore I don’t like me anymore I heard this story twice before I don’t like me anymore Pop punks claiming hardcore I don’t like me anymore [Bridge] Catastrophe uncertain Hit the lights and drop the curtain Organize a mob and rush the door [Interlude] [Outro] Peel me off the floor I don’t like me anymore A burning open sore I don’t like me anymore People say they love me Then ask for something more The never-ending story A filibusting bore A pompous dinosaur I don’t like me anymore Why does being nice to people Feel like such a chore? I act like your clown but Feel like anybody’s whore A sober fact I wish I could ignore N.C. I don’t like me anymore [Outro]

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Dans cette chanson, l'interprète exprime un profond désenchantement envers lui-même. Au fil des couplets, il réalise qu'il ne se reconnaît plus, tant dans son reflet que dans la perception qu'ont les autres de lui. Il évoque des souvenirs douloureux de vieilles amitiés, où les interactions, autrefois chaleureuses, se sont refroidies. Ses réflexions révèlent une lutte intérieure : il se sent déçu de ses propres actions et de la manière dont il évolue dans un monde qui lui semble hostile et superficiel. Le contexte est celui d'une introspection crue, où il remet en question son identité et ses choix. On y ressent le poids des attentes, des jugements et des ambitions qui mènent à une perte de soi. Au-delà de l'humour punk qui caractérise le groupe, il y a une tristesse palpable liée à la difficulté d'être en phase avec ses valeurs et le regard que les autres portent sur lui.

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