Generation Doom (Count Me Out)

What is left from yesterday

Only violence and the sense of greed I gag

A shallow world where crises are solved with a sum of all our fears

There's too many problems now we're at the point of no return

Dead end now

We're forced to look the other away while all this decays

Poisoned by this need to kneel

I wash my face with filth confession incomplete

And I leave this place in fires hoping it'll learn someday

A future where handguns are leading the way is something I can't take bang bang

Traditions of a culture buried under the agony of men

It's a race of self destruction who can beat the odds

And we can read our names in today's obituary

Poisoned by this need to kneel

I wash my face with filth confession incomplete

And I leave this place in fires hoping it'll learn someday

COUNT ME OUT

From this abomination

Drained out

I keep on washing my face with filth this confession's left incomplete

And I leave this place in fires in fires

And hope you will learn someday