We were cursed once we opened our eyes
When we question their methods they say that we’re not right
Their dream was a fantasy, a child’s game of pretend
We’re left to face the reality of the ruin that they left us in
Generations held in contempt for mistakes we had nothing to do with
If we’re your disappointment, then you’rе the bane of our existеnce
Misled into a dead end
Inherited a life of empty promises
Misled into a dead end
Is this what you call progress?
When we question their methods they say that we’re not right
Their dream was a fantasy, a child’s game of pretend
We’re left to face the reality of the ruin that they left us in
Generations held in contempt for mistakes we had nothing to do with
If we’re your disappointment, then you’rе the bane of our existеnce
Misled into a dead end
Inherited a life of empty promises
Misled into a dead end
Is this what you call progress?
( Burning Strong )
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