Kidz Theze Dayz / 8.22.14

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Summer of '14
Working southeast in Columbia
Writing about some shit I hadn't seen
Like your incoming call
Smoking chains of Pall Mall
Trying to do right by you is a corrupting thing
'Cause I was surrounded by bliss
But the rage between my fingertips
Took me too far from where I stood
With warm dirt underfoot
In the cornfields past the neighborhoods
The last remaining place I understood
See the kids these days
Are doing alright despite
The shit you try to put us through
Yeah the kids these days
Are fighting the real fight
Dying to find what you threw away
Winter of '13
I was numb in hibernation
There were times I really thought I couldn't make it
Lying silent in my room
I did all that I could do
To try to cry, but I couldn't even fake it
Still I was surrounded by bliss
And it took suffering to realize this
Five long years, and here's to the sixth
Drove up to Fort Wayne
And was baptized by the freezing rain, but
Deep down I know there's still a rift
But the kids these days
Are doing alright despite
The shit you try to put us through
Yeah the kids these days
Are fighting the real fight
Dying to find what you threw away
When I look, there are no kids outside
The hockey rinks and streets are empty
They're tucking fathers in at night
And brainwashed at their school assemblies
And who was I to cry when Cornell died?
I had never bought a fucking album
And the honest truth is drowned out by
All the voices singing
"The kids these days
Are doing alright despite
The shit you try to put us through
Yeah the kids these days
Are fighting the real fight
Dying to find what you threw away"
"Well the kids these days
Are doing alright despite
The shit you try to put us through
Yeah the kids these days
Are fighting the real fight
Dying to find what you threw away"
There's nothing you can do to change it.
Coming back home
There were forties till I couldn’t speak
Threw my speakers to the floor
With the volume low
And an ear pressed into carpet fibers
Letting waves wash me to shore
Did you feel the same way?
Or were you busy starting other chapters
Inked by the blood that you drawn?
You took my shame
And hung it from the barnhouse rafters
And rebuilt concrete walls
I know the kids these days
They say they’re alright
But I’m not…
Well the kids these days
They say they’re alright
But I am not…
The kids these days
They say they’re alright
But I’m not…
No I am not…
No I am not...

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