Genuine Malaise And Misery
Now I lick the wounds in verse. These days I'm all about the truth.
Maybe I'll find it on my way out. I've got disturbing news. I don't give a shit what punk has to say anymore. Man, "shit has changed". No kidding. There's no more room for me. Must reinvent the wheels that take us from A to E. No more release.
There's no point. The subversive's been dug up. All the ideas that were dead.