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We are the kids with the broken arrows, quick on the draw, but prone to stumble
We are the ones, born, bred high-strung, desperate for a chance to thrive,
but lost in this world come undone
Oh we will wade, through this life, in search of some place
That we know, was long ago sunk
Waking up, the shakes again, turn towards some medicine,
talk yourself into getting up, making yet another go at it
But the blows are heavy and quick to come, the weight’s too much, can’t work it off
Burn through the reserves of the hope that you hold, the waves crash against, unmercifully cold, dragging you back to the depths.
We are the kids with the broken arrows, quick on the draw, but prone to stumble
We are the ones, born, bred high-strung, desperate for a chance to thrive,
but lost in this world come undone
Oh they will scold, you for refusing, to do as they did
But they took, and left us with ruins
Judgement passed like sage advice, but who’s really making sacrifice,
The generation of excess, who lost it all or those who came next?
We’re broken and we drown in debt, we medicate to quell the stress,
But it costs more to live in this world than it pays, and we believe in paying folks a fare wage,
Call it entitlement? It’s necessary change.
Call... us weak… if you want
(Simultaneous back-ups) We might never thrive, but we won’t compromise, we’d rather starve than repeat your mistakes
But if we live… like you… we won’t last long
(Simultaneous back-ups) We might never thrive, but we won’t compromise, we’d rather starve than repeat your mistakes
We are the kids with the broken arrows, quick on the draw, but prone to stumble
We are the ones, born, bred high-strung, desperate for a chance to thrive.
We are the kids with the broken arrows, quick on the draw, but prone to stumble
We are the ones, born, bred high-strung, fighting for a chance to thrive,
In this world undone
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