You You raised your fist
You were some real Anarchist
Made a lot of promises to your friends
You'd never let it end

Now You just sit and stare like old men
Now You talk about how it was then
Now it's a few years later
Your scene isn't looking so good
Everything you had, the lives you led
Dead or misunderstood
So You'll rise from the dead
You'll show everyone
But you're running, running scared
From ghosts of the past
You can't run too fast
No You'll never get back what you had
No Well...that's just too bad
Gone Where did it go, it happened yesterday
No Where did it go, it happened yesterday