Besedila: Fad (The). Kill Punk Rock Stars. Bright Lights.

I've got nothing left to lose, but everything to gain
So sick & fucking tired of living life just the same
With no cash, no money, no stash, no change
I'll get out of this place, and go so far out of range
Bright Lights & Texaco stations are a thing of the past
It seems that my appreciation of life is now back in tact
All I do is spend my flow. There's so many that I still owelf
I could, yeah I would, but I can't no I can't make things right
I'll do my best to thank the rest till our problems are all out of sight
Then the past is past, I'll tell you one last time I'm sorry
Goodbye. Goodbye. You know you'll see me again.
Goodbye my friends