#159 Generation X Doesn't it rot inside you To know that we're standing still? 'Cuz we're part of the generation That's basically out to kill, Themselves and others around them And no one seems to care 'Cuz friends are trends, And drugs mean hugs And that's the way it goes-- Oh, is this what we've come down to? Your candy coated shells When your thoughts have clouded your mind Where's the line defined between heaven and hell? Living in this ecstasy you call home, Your trends become a passion Forget this learning experience This time let's go for fashion. Generation of inaffection There's a red mark in the book- On where we've been and where we are And it's sad we're nearly beyond hope When we've tumbled down this far And knowing where we're going Warping our minds on the way Never ever running, but telling ourselves to stay. Weapons flying left and right- Knowing we've found ourselves without protection Threats and deaths and violence Does this toil never seas? And after your rage has cleared, Are you faced with what you've feared? Yourself with yourself- The dark void of your mind-- And I'm part of a Generation of inaffection- There's a red X in the book On where we're going and where we are, And it's really truly scary that we've tumbled down this far. Oh, leaving ourselves with no one Severing ourselves on the way Never ever advancing But forcing ourselves to stay.... Generation, X
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