A Way Out

Back in the nineties

I lost my soul to the sound of punk

The days in the concrete jungle -- and misery

I brought me hope in a dark and fucked up world

I hated myself and everyone else

Got to find a way out

Before the road leads you down to hell

Got to find a way out

I had a dream

So tired of getting in trouble

I decided to start a punk rock band

So here we are playing punk in a fucked up world

And it still keeps me hanging on