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.

You 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'm 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.