I know you've seen this stares
What's in your mind, it can be held
As day comes to an end
We're preaching things that shouldn't be said

We scream of freedom, denial, frustration
Maybe that's all we've got
Inconvinient thoughts, desire for more
Disdain for what was here before

Fill in the blanks, are you even real?
Has breathing ever made you feel?

We are intoxicated
Indoctrinated
We are no longer called to lead
We're made to follow
Get on your knees, here comes tomorrow

Silence is falling down
Who dares to speak, mind filled with distrust?
It's easier to comply
Than to break the circle, to redefine

I don't even care how it all began
Some stupid fuck most likely realized
That dreams, ambitions can be prevented
We've became nothing but generation relented
Weak and tormented, we've just relented
So well educated, generation relented

How can we be real?

We are intoxicated
Indoctrinated
We are no longer called to lead
We're made to follow
Get on your knees, here comes tomorrow

We've became nothing
We are no longer called to lead
Yet we won't follow

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