Generational Worry

Going back before it split in two
Going to back to a world we never knew
The fire outside is hell on earth
Just another sign we were doomed from birth

We got bills to pay, we're working for cheap
"Yes sir, yes ma'am, one moment please"
We're living through a piece of history
One that's called generational worry

We worry about how people think
We worry about how we're on the brink
We worry each day could be our last
We worry we'll get caught in the blast

What ever happened to being equal?
And not being bound by some cathedral
What about the colour of our skin?
And how to avoid a nightstick to the chin

How do I explain this all to my kids?
How will his wife explain it to his?
That dad is gone and he's not coming back
All that's left is his name on a plaque

What will come of all of this?
Just another man who will be missed
And it doesn't seem like we've evolved
We've earned the fucking right to be appalled

Can we recover from this split?
This is a fight that can't be quit
And now is not the time to be a hypocrite
We're in this fight; we cannot quit

Can we recover from this split?
This is a fight that can't be quit
Now is not the time to be a hypocrite
We're in this fight; we cannot quit

Can we recover from this split?
This is a fight that can't be quit
Now is not the time to be a hypocrite
We're in this fight; we will not quit



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Naufal
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