inflicted addiction Too far gone, too far gone to take my helping hand The generation, generation, genocide Kamikaze casualties are falling by my side It's a generation, generation, genocide
I've been around and I've seen the worlds collide From the east coast to California I'm tryin' to live this dream and the streets won't take my name
Crossfire into situations time after time We'll finish this up tonight, not somewhere down the line I've got few good friends by my side And they're
A good job, good home But you chose the streets as a place to go Taking on the uniform to wear loud and proud But underneath it all, a teenage suburban
More than a year's gone by since I lost my mother Since she left I've thought well what's the point I've thought well I don't know what I'm doing here
You ever felt like you've had the wool pulled right over your eyes? He never ever quite figured it out which path to choose An instinct. A gut feeling
I hear the barley calling my name So I put on my best shoes and head down New St. Where the welcome mat hurries me in A pint glass awaits to drown my
What is the mission today? Produce without injury, (where'd you go?) Can you feel the steel, the steel? It's in my mouth my hair it's in my head (where
Do you know me? I was on TV in 1963 for armed robbery. Here's my story. I didn't even keep the money. It's my time, my time was standing still This
Hollow, the devil's eyes Besiege and clever lies, he'll pull you under Won't let you up for air Try to reason, there's no fucking answer Try to leave
Intertwined around your sticky fingers I fall Into the traps you lay, yeah the traps you lay You slipped inside my head I washed my thoughts. Unthinkable
The hourglass is slipping, slipping away She knows the clock is ticking and she knows her number is coming up She can't shake this feeling it won't go
addiction Too far gone, too far gone to take my helping hand [Chorus] Generation, Generation, Genocide Kamikaze casualties are falling by my side It's a Generation, Generation, Genocide
You can see it in his eyes In the way he walks and the way he talks The kids try and break him his father violates him But he won't wave that SOS white
