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    my gerenation

    the city's all wrapped

    I've seen the best minds
    of my generation running on empty,
    super glued to the T.V.,
    dreaming of prosperity,
    talking incessently...
    saying nothing

    sleepin on platforms in train stations
    sippin on chemical cocktails
    alive to the universe
    and dead to the world

    hallucinating delusions of mediocrity and candied
    desperate in the pursuit of cool
    hes in a suit
    shes in a straightjacket

    7-11 nightmares at 3am

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    and i think we might have ... for a while

    ive seen the best minds of my generation
    caught up in the virtual reality of living
    memorizing pin numbers and secret codes
    swaying robotically to nonexistant rhythmns flashing membership to clubs so exculsive that no one belongs

    scared
    shitless
    witless
    clueless
    useless
    tight fisted
    tight lipped
    tight assed
    half assed
    ass licking coke sniffing money grubbing ego JABBIN'
    ass licking coke sniffing money grubbing ego JABBIN'

    sniffling and goveling
    moaning and groaning

    and i think we might have ... for a while

    the city's all wrapped up in plastic
    like an electronic cocoon
    if you lay in the street you can hear it humming
    filling up slowly from underground
    if you close your eyes
    you can observe the blue prints
    the man-made DNA that spirals
    breathlessly out of control
    as synapse collapse
    bridges snap
    into a restless utopia
    UTOPIA

    (whoa)
    and i think we might have ... for a while
    (2x)

    jesus said
    lay down your arms
    jesus said
    children come home

    my generation

    NUTOPIA

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