I am the child of the new generation The product of total frustation Lost in the void of social soup Yesterdays plans went away I saw ya standing there cold So i picked up on the usual topic I feel the pain of athousand wars I got no problems man I got no problems man I got no problems man I live in TV land Im an electronic image
I see the ruins I know we are losin We love our weapons Blown into heaven
Were out of time Were out of mind Completely blind to natures sign And we got nothing
Wasted in prison A bad decision You run to nowhere Youre blown forever
We stand confused On hard times Cant break away From our crimes This is the world You have no choice
We play the fools We break the rules We rape the earth,a blinded purge And we got nothing
Hate is a fire It does not fire You run to nowhere Youre blown forever
We stand confused On hard times Cant break away From our crimes This is the world You have no chioce
We stand confused On hard times Cant break away From our crimes This is the world You have no choice
I see the ruins I know were losin We walk the wasteland Stripped down from Gods hand We live confused Completely used