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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nonpoint
Nonpoint
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Woloszyn
Adam Woloszyn
Lyrics
BC Kochmit
BC Kochmit
Lyrics
Elias Soriano
Elias Soriano
Composer
Rasheed Thomas
Rasheed Thomas
Lyrics
Robb Rivera
Robb Rivera
Lyrics
Bradley Chester Kochmit
Bradley Chester Kochmit
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Elias Soriano
Elias Soriano
Co-Producer
Rob Ruccia
Rob Ruccia
Co-Producer

Lyrics

From the second that I came to life, everything seemed fine Things got easy enough for the masses But the rest of us lay claim to the same old dangerous ways Crossin' stars, drivin' expensive cars Plannin' our own parades, champagne wishes, golden dishes People lining up just to scream your name People living up to a standard made People giving up just to get the blame To the same damn people that are giving up I say the same people that are living up It's safe to say that I'm not giving it a second thought Just to waste it on a pivotal moment that I'm givin' up Draw back the hammer and I'm swinging it up, and bringing it down Taking it over my shoulder, the desire's not getting there, bringing it down Checkin' for anything left and if I see breath, I'm bringin' it down All back-to-back and then I'm packin' up Not looking for a handout, gonna be out the door And that's how it's gonna pan out And you'll watch your bellies go hollow When you have no one to follow The dividing occupation of The binding separation of This generation of idiots (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot) There wasn't a better idea left To write the righteous left among the rest of us (goddamn) There was a lot to be said I'm gonna put this to bed until it never wakes again There isn't a better addiction than letting it out Without a filter attached to the mouth I've got 99 thousand problems (with their very own problems) Once upon a time people talked to people, people didn't text What's coming next, just food and sex, sleep repeat (food and sex) Follow me, three simple steps You want it so damn easy, want handed it to you on a golden plate (While the state of the world goes Watergate) And Generation idiot accumulates And you watch your bellies go hollow When you have no one to follow The dividing occupation of The binding separation of This generation of idiots (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot) The dividing occupation of The binding separation of This generation of idiots (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot) The dividing occupation of The binding separation of This generation of idiots (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot) Idiots (Generation Idiot, Generation Idiot)
Writer(s): Adam Eugene Woloszyn, Elias Pablo Soriano, Rasheed Walter Thomas, Bradley Chester Kochmit, Robert Luis Rivera Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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