Bulldog from Forgotten Youth by Day In Day Out

Cheers to the heroes,
Who carry on through life.
With justified anger,
Welling up inside.

Clenched fists,
Waiting to be shown.
Integrity is bleeding out,
Yet goes unrecognized.

So before you open your mouth,
To spew out your judgments.
Remember, you're no better at heart.

The flaws,
You find in others,
Are the same.

And I've got this cross on my chest,
But I was draped in robes,
Of black and gray.
But I was wrong;
Turns out, I was misled.
Fed by the hands of those,
I thought I could call my friends.

So if this is the end for me,
I want to be more than just,
A memory.

Cheers to the heroes,
Who come home empty handed,
With nothing,
Nothing to own for themselves.

• Punk
• Kearny