Punk (La Vie Antérieure)

Lyrics for Punk (La Vie Antérieure)

For a month I was punk I remembered all my drunk Younger days in a daze I would spend my empty days For a week I was weak I was humbled on my knees Pray to God: "Make it stop Help me find some relief" For a year I was queer I had conquered all my fears Not alone anymore But I found it such a bore For a month I was punk For a month I had no luck For a drunk I was young For a kid right to the For a month I was punk I remembered all my junk Younger days in a daze I would spend my useless days For a week I was weak I was down on my knees Pray to God: "Make it stop Help me find some relief"