Generation in Crosshairs - Great Collapse

In the ghost of youth

In the ghost of youth

We trapped.

We haunted

In the ghost of youth

We trapped.

We haunted

In the ghost of youth

We trapped.

We are

Suburban young pre-soldiers

In a bedroom arcade

Sharp shot

Young bodies fall in the summer

As young hearts distort

Is the distance too much?

Is this entertainment?

Will we achieve

A battlefield award

The social carrot on a stick

The military magic trick

Public relations

War equations

Too late

Operate

Oppress

Amputate

For the superstate

We are not this damaged

We are not the sum

Of our parts

Only targets in your eyes

A new world

In our hearts

Only targets in your

Eyes

Can we level it outward?

With glittering protest transformation

This blood chemistry of

Love of youth is our weaponization

Can you hear the sounds through the fences?

Fireworks, or consequences?

We achieve

A battlefield award

The social carrot’s on a stick

The military magic trick

Public relations

War equations

Of hate

A new Norman Rockwell

Collective plate

We are not this damaged

We are not the sum

Of our parts

Only targets in your eyes

A new world

In our hearts

Only targets in your eyes

We are not this damaged

We are not the sum of

Our parts

We are not this damaged

We are not the sum of

Our parts

We are not this damaged

We are not the sum

Of our parts

Only targets in your eyes

A new world

In our hearts

Only targets in your eyes

And the sum

Of our parts

Only love that should survive

A new world

In our hearts

Only targets in your eyes