The Portrait

Oceana
Oh, the humanity
Oh, the purgery
Tell me how it feels to not know
That your children are safe at night
Dear Father
(Dear Father)
Dear Mother
(Dear Mother)
I'm leaving you, goodbye
Does it feel familiar to you?
Does it make you cold inside?
Does it feel familiar to you?
Does it make you cold inside?
It's safe to say your life's a disgrace
This is the hope fleeing the scene
Build your bombs and I'll build my dreams
(Build my dreams)
The youth is the future or so they say
But what will happen if the future is flawed
From the youth looking back?
Is this the land of the free or a franchise of super stars?
Live for a better life not for dead dinosaurs, oh
Oh, the humanity
Oh, the suicides