Our Lives Would Make A Sad, Boring Movie

To the people making life from lust Abusing trust And the fuckers who made fools out of the best of us: You've swayed the public thought That they're all that they've bought And otherwise they're ugly people That will soon be dust To the schools that brought us up and had us 'socialized' Teaching us the world through hall passes and single file lines We are discouraged to ask questions or to raise a fist No wonder nobody can tell there's something so much fucking bigger than this We say everyday That we won't grow up to live the lives that they do Yet we only walk on footsteps that they set for us Instead of clearing paths towards Promised lands we dreamt about And better worlds we read about We leave our higher educations that we all 'must' get With a signature stamped paper and a mound of debt The bank has got us by the throat and then we're forced to settle For the jobs we hate, 9 to 5, 40 hour, 40 years until the day We are too weak to work, too frail to play No friends or lovers because they've all passed away We've waited for this day all of our lives long And on our death bed the stereo plays our favorite teenage anthem song And we sing along To white, middle-class, suburban kids: Start dealing with your privileges Smash your TV, read a book Or see the world instead Enjoy the simple things in life because you can Like your family, friends, community, and local bands If there's one thing in your life that you'll never forget It's that we're dead in our future but we're not dead yet Your life starts right now so start acting like it Or else you'll wake up one day feeling like a silhouette