| 歌曲 | Punk Rock in the Wrong Hands |
| 歌手 | pg. 99 |
| 专辑 | Document #8 |
| I am a prisoner in a war of idiots. The stomping feet of waltzing hypocrites pave the way of a brave tomorrow. Choke the throat of passion and sorrow. Kill my drifting breeze of thought. I have been captured. I have been caught. I am a prisoner in a war of scowls, coughing youth from its bowels. I am doing fine. I am feeling well, deep inside my dark well cell. |