Goddam Kids These Days
Every Time I Die * Track #13 On New Junk Aesthetic
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- #13Goddam Kids These Days
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Goddam Kids These Days by Every Time I Die
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The lyrics are about the pallid state of the music scene. Keith looks around and sees nothing real, all heartless and empty. His pride knows he’s in a position to do something about it given his skill, and so he’s seeking to be a better guide to the lost. Or maybe he’s saying “F*** the lost, I’ve g...
Goddam Kids These Days Lyrics
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 inanity