Text: Grim Skunk. East Coast.

Another day, another point of view
Two friends no longer get along
I haven't changed so what happened to you
The attitude you had is gone
Say things but don't know what they mean, you lie...
Your values all come from magazines
You should try to think for yourself
It's really sad to see what you've become
I still believe what I believe
We used to rock when we were young
Two upstarts in the hardcore scene
Never regret... East coast, mother fucker!
How soon you forget to think for yourself
Another wasted day

That you've let slip away
We're losing time
Eight years have come and gone
You think your work is done
But I am still trying
Your bullshit trip is out of control
It's all wrong
You're digging yourself into a hole
From now on,
You'll have to SPEAK FOR YOURSELF...
Speak for yourself...