The Kids are F****d
The kids are fucked, I see the names and know that now
The words no ...anyhow
So let's whip, a privilege little... hands
Now they see that it's harder... that means
Privileged little parasites
Picking clean our bones
Entitled see that this' tragic generation
Oh but we're nothing without hope
If it would pass around our floors
We fight for every precious breath we taste
Every precious breath we taste
You're smiling at me, love ...take the share
We should be ...light bulbs, let them take the share
And we'll float, out into oblivion
The ... blue, and we dream of water filling tiny lungs
Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives ...alone
And by the ...with apocalyptic prophecy
Screaming alone!
Screaming alone!
Privileged little beggars
With the eyes of ...vipers
Oh but we're nothing without hope
We search for ...in the smoke,
We squint, we choke
Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives ...alone
And by the ...with apocalyptic prophecy
I know I'm not a ...
I can't be the only one who's sick to death
The monsters, we be gone
If we are what we do
Let's be more than nothing.
The words no ...anyhow
So let's whip, a privilege little... hands
Now they see that it's harder... that means
Privileged little parasites
Picking clean our bones
Entitled see that this' tragic generation
Oh but we're nothing without hope
If it would pass around our floors
We fight for every precious breath we taste
Every precious breath we taste
You're smiling at me, love ...take the share
We should be ...light bulbs, let them take the share
And we'll float, out into oblivion
The ... blue, and we dream of water filling tiny lungs
Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives ...alone
And by the ...with apocalyptic prophecy
Screaming alone!
Screaming alone!
Privileged little beggars
With the eyes of ...vipers
Oh but we're nothing without hope
We search for ...in the smoke,
We squint, we choke
Oh no, and I alone
Sure read the writings of a man that lives ...alone
And by the ...with apocalyptic prophecy
I know I'm not a ...
I can't be the only one who's sick to death
The monsters, we be gone
If we are what we do
Let's be more than nothing.
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Writer(s): Charlson Bryan Eugene, Davenport Michael Sean, Spence Donald Ashley
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