They caught him off guard.
It was supposed to be just another practice
with his band like any other,
but Dresden soon discovered a plot
to usurp his throne as frontman of The Shooks.
His bandmates wouldn’t even look him in the eye.
They told him it was over.
They told him there would be one final show.
Then they told him to leave.
This was everything he had and now it’s gone.
Now he wanders the rainslicked
streets of Anselm wondering,
“Where are you,
|<- i waited for you but you never came||lost puppy ->|