These words in songs that I don't know if they've affected me It's been thirteen years and I can't say I've made all the change to make This could be the worst that it's hurt since non-fiction's gone rehearsed Now I lick the wounds in verse These days I'm all about the truth Maybe I'll find it on my way out Man, shit has changed, well no kidding, there's no more room for me Let's reinvent the wheels that take us from A to A No more release, there's no point, the subversive's been dug up And all the ideas once were dead These days I'm all about the truth Maybe I'll find it on my way And yeah, I've got disturbing news I don't give a shit what punk has to say anymore