So what the fuck are you going to do, kid?
Still ratting at the chains of the gates of the world…
But you can’t quite pretend.
Still tasting youth’s bitter exile here in your empty generation’s wasteland…
Where all the things that you’ve been clinging to are being ripped from your hands.
Restless soul this place will never be your home.
And if you wanna have it all…
You’ve gotta let it all go.
Before the adult world strings you up and skins your skinny bones clean to the bone.
‘Cause all this time you’ve been searchin’ for something real
And now the pressure is coming down on you.
You’ve gotta turn this despair inside out and turn it into your way out.
this is really the only way I can express my mood right now