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We run around in
Like without a head,
inhibition
Is something shed,
the same
When slamming in the pit,
need to worry
How going to fit.
You're the one that
you stand and stare,
Out I am no one
And in no one cares.
My ears are
the music's loud,
As I a leap
the crowd,
The is swelling
With a throng,
is where I belong.
As the world
In its misery,
I need to release
Of this energy.
a better way
Than in a crowded
hockey without a puck,
It's without a ball,
It's time to rub some
It's to fellowship.
time to fuel the flame of life
That Christ has lit.
in is out,

Has established.
It's this,
punk that,
I don't need you to
Me is punk,
I'm my own thing.
Packed-in
In a swamp,
Some want to skank,
will want to stomp.
The pogo's in style
those in the old school,
Down with hate and
Is the rule,
You say punk is dead,
You say it is gone,
you gave up
Maybe just wrong.