The Kids

Lithium, Xanax, and Abilify
That’s what the kids are made of
Drinking all night and getting high
Hoping they find an answer tonight
Our youth is torn, sedated and worn
Hardrives full of internet porn
You hear a .45 ring out in the sky
Another teenager just upped and died
What is the reason for this life of lies?
Passing you by with no future in sight
My generation is more fucked up than yours
Always waiting for that next big score
Always waiting for that next big break
Looking for things that even god couldn’t save
The trouble is all mine, none of it’s yours
This is what life is like when kids wage wars

We worship Disney channel stars and American idols
Because a broken home is no role model
We pray to the people on the TV screen
And you wonder why so many people can’t sleep?
You give us pills to validate your beliefs
And then expect us to still feel and think?
You go on about the American Dream
But we can’t fuckin’ dream if we can’t fuckin’ sleep
You make our lives out to be so easy and free
But I’m still cleanin’ up the mess my forefathers left me
You say children are the future, what future have you left us?
Public education from the back of a bus
This world in twenty years will be an ungodly sight
Yet you still protect our ears with your venomous lies
What you’re really protecting us from is life
This is what it feels like to have your childhood die