incomprehensible broken ramblings

everyone says they wanna die

but i know they just don't wanna live

and what kind of messed up world is this --

that everyone's dying and saying it's okay?

i think we got on the wrong path,

think we took a wrong turn

but i don't know if there's a way back,

maybe this is already the end.

welcome to the broken generation:

we don't know how to live but we're sure as hell tryin'

and maybe this is wrong but we don't know anything better

fighting gods like we're kings,

but we're just desperate to stop all this dying.

everything is falling apart and

i feel like the whole world is crying but

we're just trying to heal,

holding onto sinking lifeboats

she says she's just surviving;

i tell her there's a difference between alive and actually living

he says that this is happiness;

i tell him not even pills are gonna heal you

they say that everything is going to be okay;

i tell them our scars are saying otherwise.

i want to save but i'm still waiting to be saved

wonder if my life was over before it even began

and i hate how beautiful the world is,

and how hateful humanity makes it.

i hear her voice, she tells me she's dying;

i say i'll try and help her, but we both know i'm still drowning

and truth is i'm scared of letting go,

cause what if i was never holding on at all?

so save me a grave right next to yours

i'll meet you down in the dirt

and everything ends, nothing's eternal

but life is everlasting, we'll be immortal

even after we die.

yeah, they've left us for dead,

but we just wanna live

so if there's somewhere left, take my hand;

maybe we can find a resting place

to lay down these weary souls.

cause we're just kids

with the weight of centuries on our shoulders;

let's turn our backs on history,

turn our backs on the present,

we'll create something that exists outside of time.