We are the generation lost
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Buried below your reasons
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We are the fractured frame
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Evidence of your false foundations
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Seasons change, but we don't change a thing
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Until push comes to shove
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Opportunities passed and fate comes calling
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We are well beyond our means
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The noose is set in place
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And like those who've swung before us
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We'll drop fast to our escape
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We've discovered a failsafe way to sweep our troubles underneath the rug
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To bid the weight of this world one last goodbye
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All the while you are sleeping still
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Under the greenest tree money could buy
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Hoping the rain will bring you peace of mind
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But it can't, it won't, and it never will
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We are the lost
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Buried below your reasons
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We are the fractured frame
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Evidence of your false foundations
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Seasons change, but we don't change a thing
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Until push comes to shove
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Opportunities passed and fate comes calling
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We are well beyond our means
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The noose is set in place
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And like those who've swung before us
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We'll fall fast to our escape
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Progress has its ball and chain
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Claiming us a casualty as you look away
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Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long
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Now they threaten to take our lives before the day is done
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Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long
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Pipe Dream
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| With Honor |
