A befitting doom for a generation
A drug ridden culture of mass sedation
Failing to realize its own demise
Falling generation, caught by surprise
My sanity's priceless
I don't fuckin' like this
Poseur-isms and masochisms
Drive the youth to materialism
Falling under the corporate wheel
Crushed in its wake, left with nothing to feel
Diverted perceptions and urban decay
Millions of people are led astray
Not by force, but by their own will
No visible enemy, no men to kill
Our very desires fuel the death machine
We're drowned in smoke and by TV screens
Made to believe that this is the only way
We follow along until our dying day
Emotions thieved from another of their kind
A stolen identity, another man's mind
That which is felt is only felt to achieve
The status quo of what is 'cool'
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