Punk Rock In The Wrong Hands

Outsiders among outsiders
I know these words won't heal any wounds
But I still hope they are the light to the fuse
To something so much more than this
I want all this to disappear
I want out of a pseudo hardcore punk scene
That's being bought and sold and sold and bought
Because you know, sometimes
The less you have, the more you are
And I can't see the spark in you
I don't need the fucking t-shirt
I am here to help my peers out
I am just here to lend a hand