Punk Spirit

I broke the neck of my guitar
And told you how it’s going to be
And later when you left the room
I whispered you can fucking die
And every time your back was turned
I put a finger in the air
And every time you turned around
I hide it cause i know it hurts
Where’s my punk spirit?
When i need it
Where’s my punk spirit?
When i need it
The only thing i’ve got faith in
Is clinging onto the ground
Now every time the plan spins
I turn myself around
So rolling out my best white flags
I’ll find new ways to take my pride
My body’s in a body bag,
I’m still alive.
Where’s my punk spirit?
When i need it
Where’s my spirit?
When i need it
Ooooooooh!
Where’s my punk spirit
When i need it
Where’s my punk spirit
When i need it