pack a forty for the east river
to that spot where the cops can't fit their cars
all the punks are acting up again
metal studs to the chain-linked fence saying
I am not what I want to be
pack a toothbrush and a change of clothes
you're getting out, that's all I know
you remember saying that to me
LCD lights up the screen saying
you are not what I want you to be
pack a forty for the long way back
to the station that I'll never come back to
for the island that I used to love
for the ones that you're thinking of
I am not what I want to be