Generations

Something old
Was something new
Inside our hearts
An anger grew
Waking up
Her eyes so dim
When did her town become so grim

Troubles arose and we'll clean the streets
To get up now, and get on your feet
Clear your head and we'll hit the road
She'll fix this world, yeah she'll bear that load

She's got the weight of the world on her shoulders
(She's growing old)
Children grow up
They get colder and colder
(She's getting cold)
She gets a tingle up her spine and it holds her
(She's growing old)
Shes got something to prove
It's leading to murder
To murder

Looking back
To see what's wrong
She hadn't felt alive in so very long
Waking up
Her eyes so wide
When did her town
Stop to sympathize

Troubles arose
And we'll clean the streets
So get up now and get on your feet
Clear your head and we'll hit the road
She'll fix this world yeah she'll bear that load

Shes got the weight of the world on her shoulders
(She's growing old)
Shes got something to prove
It's leading to murder
Ah to murder

Murder
Murder

Come to my place
And I'll be your man
Then I'll disappear just as fast as I can
Always remember the secrets inside
There's nowhere to run and there's nowhere to hide

(She's growing old)
(She's getting cold)
(She's growing old)



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Yung Jones
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