Left For Dead

The moon is rising The kids are fighting The cops are coming You know I'm running Left for dead at the punk show You told me to go home Left for dead at the punk show No shoes No shirt No cell phone The moon is rising I'm improvising It's my redemption Where have my friends gone Left for dead at the punk show You told me to go home Left for dead at the punk show No shoes No shirt No cell phone Left for dead at the punk show You told me to go home Left for dead at the punk show No shoes No shirt No cell phone