Left For Dead

The moon is rising
The kids are fighting
The cops are coming
You know I'm running

Left for dead at the punk show
You told me to go home
Left for dead at the punk show
No shoes
No shirt
No cell phone

The moon is rising
I'm improvising
It's my redemption
Where have my friends gone

Left for dead at the punk show
You told me to go home
Left for dead at the punk show
No shoes
No shirt
No cell phone

Left for dead at the punk show
You told me to go home
Left for dead at the punk show
No shoes
No shirt
No cell phone



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Grancio
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