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Every Time I Die

Goddam Kids These Days (Special Edition Bonus Track)

 

Goddam Kids These Days (Special Edition Bonus Track)

(album: New Junk Aesthetic - 2009)


Amidst the most barren scene, how are we lost, lost, lost?
You've gotta be fucking kidding me

Shut up, just give me the wheel and I'll drive
You are not yet fit to speak on my behalf

We deserve to be moved by more than force alone
Instead, I've been witness to loss upon loss upon loss
We're assailed by the thoughtless who sing to their own
Caught in the middle, I'm pinned between the egos and the drones

Skill's been called to arms

Goddamn kids have grown up to let down
All around us are dissonant sounds
We're misplaced and we'll never be found
All these kids have grown up to let down

I'll be spinning in my grave for the rest of my life
Have I taught you children nothing all this time?

This labyrinth that we're puzzled by is nothing but a straight line
But sometimes those are even harder to navigate

We deserve to be moved by more than force alone
Instead, I've been witness to loss upon loss upon loss
We're assailed by the thoughtless who sing to their own
Caught in the middle, I'm pinned between the egos and the drones

Pride's been called to arms

Goddamn kids have grown up to let down
All around us are dissonant sounds
We're misplaced and we'll never be found
All these kids have grown up to let down

If this is the state of my art, then I secede
If this is the state of my art, then I secede

We're walking Spanish down a plank that stretches miles
You are not yet fit to speak on my behalf
What a shame, we're forced to suffer the senselessness and insanity

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