My generation without a name
The TV waves gave birth to mutant brains
You let go
Chaos pollution contaminates your comfort zone
From mainstream lies to underground pride
I'm insane i'm the son
Democracy disowned
(We're) toxic
Wasted
Noncomplacent
We're rust on the iron curtain
We're ghosts in the machine of the gov't
Trust
We're a generation of toxic wasted
Sex and drugs the antidote
Won't waste my life
Won't waste my life on chicken-shit conformity
For no one
No conciliation (coming)
Insides insane
Just can't be still
In my brain
Pure cain pissed
Pollution
Head is for rent (it's a blessing)
Vacancy is evident
I'm ready for the wind
To fan the flames
Ignite this today
The kids converging on the streets
One shot when everyone gets some
Drawn from our blood frustration |
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