Hey, let me tell you about something I lost,
It was a chord, a tune, in life's wild frost.
Played on strings of a heart, too punk to pause,
In a world that spins without a cause.

It echoed through alleys, under neon lights,
A melody born from endless urban nights.
But in the rush, the roar, the city's endless jest,
That chord slipped away, like a shadow in the west.

It was more than notes, more than a sound,
It was a piece of me, now nowhere to be found.
Like graffiti on a wall, bold yet impermanent,
It faded, leaving me slightly less vibrant.

But hey, don't you worry, don't drown in sorrow,
For every lost chord, there's a new one tomorrow.
In the strum of life, in its chaotic dance,
There's always another chance, another glance.

So, I'll keep on walking, with my punky stride,
With a heart that's open, wide and untried.
For in every loss, there's a hint of possibility,
A chance to find a new melody, a new tranquility.

FREE SHIPPING WORLDWIDE

Fuck yeah*

The boring stuff:
Made from 100% organic ring-spun cotton, it's high-quality, super comfy, and eco-friendly.

• 100% organic ring-spun cotton
• Fabric weight: 5.3 oz./yd.² (180 g/m²)
• Single jersey
• Medium fit
• Set-in sleeves
• 1 × 1 rib at collar
• Wide double-needle topstitch on the sleeves and bottom hems
• Self-fabric neck tape (inside, back of the neck)
• Blank product sourced from Bangladesh

• Traceability:
- Weaving—Bangladesh
- Dyeing—Bangladesh
- Manufacturing—Bangladesh
• Contains 0% recycled polyester
• Contains 0% dangerous substances

Size guide