The Soft Pack

You gotta answer to yourself You can't depend on anyone else You gotta know where you stand And what's in your hands Yeah you gotta answer to yourself You gotta write down what you know You gotta make sure that it's known Because they're coming along

The Soft Pack Mexico All these people seem to want to run away Always travel all the time, not belonging I think it's best you know, I think the story goes Don't tell me if you're leaving 'cause I don't wanna know I'm letting you go How can we go on