"Punk's not dead, it just deserves to die When it becomes another stale cartoon A closed minded, self-centered social club Ideas don't matter, it's who you know If the music's gotten boring, it's because of the people Who want everyone to sound the same Who drive the bright people out of our so-called scene 'Til all that's left is just a meaningless fad Hardcore formulas are dogshit Change and caring are what's real Is this a state of mind Or is it just another label?"