The Portrait

Oh, the humanity!

Oh, the perjury!

Tell me how it feels to not know

That your children are safe at night

Dear Father, dear mother

I'm leaving you

Goodbye

Does it feel familiar to you?

Does it make you cold inside?

Does it feel familiar to you?

Does it make you cold inside?

It's safe to say your life's a disgrace

This is the hope fleeing the scene

Build your bombs and I'll build my dreams

The youth is the future, or so they say

But what will happen, if the future is flawed

From the youth looking back?

Is this the land of the free

Or a franchise of super stars?

Live for a better life

Not for dead dinosaurs

Oh, the humanity

Oh, the suicides