Guns in the schoolroom, violence in the air

Drugs manifesting, creates despair

Everyone thinks they're cool, little do they know

They arc on a path, with nowhere to go

I know that times must change its now their day

It just seems all so wrong, hate is on its way



Generation Breakdown

Generation Breakdown



Music of the masses has numbed down the brain

No one seems to care at all it's all the same

I know that times must change it's now their day

It just seems all so wrong hate is on its way



Generation Breakdown

Generation Breakdown



Heroes of hoodlums gods made from swill

No one blames all their words or blames their will

Eliminate their idols with a deadly late

Their world is empty except for their hate

I know that times must change it's now their day

It just seems all so wrong hate is on its' way



Generation Breakdown

Generation Breakdown

Generation Breakdown

Generation Breakdown

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