Old Tyme Hardcore - Slapshot

Something deed

Inside of me Something you will never see

But I believe

That all is lost

And nothing’s real

'Til we can bring back

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

They say we changed

We lost our way

Said we saw out better days

You’re all the same

You turned your backs

Said we’re fake

You made a mistake

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Done my time I got nothing to prove

If you’ve got nothing there’s nothing to lose

It’s easy to judge when you’re only fifteen

But it must be great to know everything

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

The more things change

The more they stay

And values seem to fade away

How can I care

About these things

I try to fight

To try and bring back

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore

Old time Hardcore