Dead Man's Band Lyrics

Every line wasted, every heart felt like we sang, what's wrong what's right dead man's band. Stages are all empty, everyone's bled dry. What's wrong what's right, dead man's band, here we go again. Another waste of precious time. Every out squandered, every promises, every lie. What's wrong what's right, dead man's band. No one wants to question, no one want to ask them why. What's wrong what's right, dead man's band. There's got to be something more, there's got to be something more to give. Bow our heads, fold our hands and mourn. Has hardcore died ?