Hardcore Crimes

Look down on other bands outside your shitty little scene Your moral-pushing, inflated egos make me sick Decide yourself what's right or wrong and preach it in a zine Standing on your moral totem poles You're all condescending pricks If punk is freedom of expression do I have to be part of an elite To play a style of music that's been dead for 20 years? It died when the first kid yelled "Punk isn't dead!" Scenester posturing and gatekeeping are all we have left So pull your curtains tight, don't keep an open mind You're all just fucking hypocrites with your preaching all the time F*ck your punk pretentious bullshit I'll play what I want to play How do you call it individuality when you're all the fucking same?