Texty: Gorilla Biscuits. New Direction.

What do you mean it's time, time for me to
grow up? I don't want any part. It's right
to follow my heart. The new kids ran, ran
out the back door fast, and the bands
that came before they had their noses in
the air. Pretending that they care about
our scene just because our money's
green. I'll tell you stage dives make me
feel more alive than coded messages in
slowed down songs.
Now you're so ashamed, now I'm so
ashamed of you. We believed the same
things. You stand to the side. Rebirth of
hardcore pride. It all came true, too bad
you can't see all the good things that I
see.
Back in, back in the days when I'd wait to
see the old bands play. It didn't seem
like wasted days. I was so sincere, but
now I see more clearly. Music's only
work to them. It's not to me. So I say,
hats off to bands that change. Good

luck, go your own way. Why play for us,
if your heart's not in it? Cause what might
seem dumb to you is pounding in my
heart.
Now you're so ashamed, now you're so
ashamed of you. We believed the same
things. You stand to the side. Rebirth of
hardcore pride. It all came true. Too bad
you can't see. No, you just can't fucking
see it.
Now you just turn your back. You said I
don't want it anymore. Old friends you
attack. Our pain out of touch. You don't
get it do you? New stage, new ideas.
You don't have to make excuses for us.
Sitting there looking back, I'm scared.
Don't spoil memories of the way things
were.