Broken Youth

What's left to say that hasn't been already said before? Did I ever have a purpose? I can't feel it anymore If ignorance is happiness please steal me from my head Because the voices once so soothing make me feel so fucking dead

I'd give anything for something To feel anything at all It just seems so goddamn meaningless It all seems so devolved

We're drowning in irrelevance We're hiding from the truth We are the numb complacent We are the broken youth

What's left to say that hasn't been?

We are the numb We are the broken youth We come undone We are the ugly truth

I can't stop

Medicated, sedated in the back seat of our lives It's so fucking hard to swallow, will we make it out alive? I can't stop

What's left to say that hasn't been?