Can I say I am dying from crying ?
I held in a lot, 18 winters and still counting
I shed my soul, I would rather die than to be trapped here
With a generation so naïve, we resolve things through conflicted violence,
Where the good souls are threatened to be quiet while the foul bastards roam
around and pull off riots
Doomed generation
We trapping the children
Sewing death for roses
Eventually we will reap rotten violets
Triumph for being the baddest and for being what they now call a savage
Pathetic passion driven by shitty ambitions for stupid expectations
Doomed generation
All I need is a hand to count how much time we have got left
- doomed generation (storyline)
