you know where i'll be found lying on the ground with thoughts inside my head that i always seem to dread wake me up some day to show me the way to perfect feelings in perfect places of perfect people with perfect faces no more hiding in shadows in the night no more wanting to always take flight --------------------------------------------- i heard the patter of little punk feet so i went out into the street there i saw with my own eyes a twisted fest of punkers cries and amongst this horde of kin i noticed the true color of their skin anti-flag patches and and steel toed boots the site took me back to my very own roots before too long i joined in the fun with everyone shouting up to the sun no shame on my face i had found my own place stomping and pitting screaming and spitting united for all to see united to be free no chance at going back i don't need any slack just a good pit to get down in the grit