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No Lesson Generation X
Once when the pain possessed
and we molested our breasts of healing,
We hid behind the pain of sex
and faked and raped out feelings.
Misled with wine and bread
Death on a cross became accepted,
But the hate within ourselves met with
a society full of rejection.
We are the brave
Breathe in our sound
We are the love
Arise from the ground
We reach for the light
Youth no longer drown
Weights grew heavy
And our burdens consumed air
We paid your sick levies
To live a life so unfair.
Dug up the graves
Where our souls now resided
Spirit became body
The youth were united
We are the brave
Breathe in our sound
We are the love
Arise from the ground
We reach for the light
Youth no longer drown
Pain was the easy way
To hide and to cower
I heard God fucked a meter maid
In Gods final hour.
Role models fill holes
Only the strong change themselves
The youth break through the bonds
and escape their creation of hell.
and we molested our breasts of healing,
We hid behind the pain of sex
and faked and raped out feelings.
Misled with wine and bread
Death on a cross became accepted,
But the hate within ourselves met with
a society full of rejection.
We are the brave
Breathe in our sound
We are the love
Arise from the ground
We reach for the light
Youth no longer drown
Weights grew heavy
And our burdens consumed air
We paid your sick levies
To live a life so unfair.
Dug up the graves
Where our souls now resided
Spirit became body
The youth were united
We are the brave
Breathe in our sound
We are the love
Arise from the ground
We reach for the light
Youth no longer drown
Pain was the easy way
To hide and to cower
I heard God fucked a meter maid
In Gods final hour.
Role models fill holes
Only the strong change themselves
The youth break through the bonds
and escape their creation of hell.
Published 20th May 2013
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Anonymous
20th May 2013 5:52pm
This could almost be a song, it has a lyrical type quality to it. Very impressive. I especially like the last stanza.
Thank you for the read.
Thank you for the read.
21st May 2013 7:12am
Thanks, yeah it was a song I just put in the observation category because I drew inspiration for it from the misguided lessons some of our so called role models preach to our youth. Thanks for reading ill check out some of your work.
20th May 2013 10:15pm
21st May 2013 7:14am
Thanks I've been gone for a while, exploring other avenues of creation. Good to see you're still on here I look forward to reading some of your new stuff.
