Your Song from Being Alive by Worse Mural

Here we are, just 16, pints of wine, broken nose.
Skipping school for punk rock shows, fighting all the time.
No one knows where we’re going, stolen car is ready to go.
Can’t go home there’s nothing there to get us through tonight.

Back again its 21, so many more of my friends are gone.
Some in war, and some in jail, most of them I won’t tell.
Neon lights, party girls, body bags, live fast thrills.
We don’t care, it’s all we had, while cops are at the door.

Back again, we’re 26 out of the woods and into the sticks.
All these fools and all these tricks are running out of time.
All we had, all we lost, all we love, all we hate.
We don’t care it’s all we have driving out of sight.

We don’t know all we had
It’s hard to see when life’s so bad.

• Punk
• United States