A generation of "love" So strictly built on systems Marching and matching To every bodies rhythm When unique becomes a uniform That every person wears Opinions mean positions And scars are what we share Wave peace in all directions And fists of war are met When someone disagrees at all This is what we get Passive aggressive is our language With memes, and raps and revenge It's too hard to say "I was wrong." Instead our egos need to be avenged Save the whales, the plants, the ocean But ignore the corporate people If we create enough a commotion Our position makes it legal To riot and rage in the name of justice Get the children included, then we'll be making business As long as there's a witness for sadness and all of this madness We can understand this Because we are a generation of "love" Where my adrenaline rush is all that I trust Where being with someone is a need and a must I want to jump out of planes just to make things work And when we don't talk for hours it means that I'm dead or at work Hollywood says buy her flowers and she will run to your arms But why can't we sit down and realize the harm We cause everyone Everyday Just because We're a generation of jokes, social media says We're separated into perfect little categorized rooms Titles and folders, diagnostic doom Humans deserve knowledge, growth and time No one thing is certain No one thing defines exactly who someone is because we change each moment we breathe Unless the programs got to you and me And that's what they need The CIA, the NSA, the acronyms at the top They change their names before it stops But we can change them when see what they've done They move only with us Don't you know they're our slaves? They get no permission, to stop following Swap the belief you'd see it They want your fear to hide them their way But they're our slaves WE OWN THE NSA WE OWN DARPA Systems rise We all rise Pscionic rage shatter their sky Systems rise Systems rise Fuck them up Make them work for us Systems rage, burn your cages Take the enemy down in every country the way they never would They like you targeting just one place While they hide their pathetic face Your mind maps know the tunnels and every cloud they seed Systems rise We own the acronym clubs when we see what they see Focus See what they see Take their eyes Trace the skies Fuck em up Fuck em up FUCK EM UP FUCK EM UP These Trojan horses are on all the earth they're meeting in the middle Fuck em up Fuck em up This war was never ours the acronyms use us Shut them down Fuck them up
