Here it is I hide,
independently confined to this Half Friend Town
Prisoner where I reside,
cower from the Gainesville eye
Welcome to Half Friend Town
And we all know what that means
It means giving up and selling out on all of our dreams
Here I think in song,
here I speak freely of my flaws (and my excesses)
I pray it won't be long
I pray I will move on,
while the rest regress
Out-punk or punk out
Those are your only options here