Run With The Hunted Silent Conversations
I see the look on your face when you come home every night
Defeated and tired, no longer inspired
The weight of the world has you pinned at the neck
And i understand your position
You did what you had to do
And the selflessness
Shouldn't be confused with apathy
You put all your faith in the future
And that future was me
But i'll never be what you want me to be
Don't expect too much from me
You left me a world unfit to inhabit
Dead and dying, still i'm trying
To swallow your failure
It tastes so bitter
Fuck your generation and f..ck posterity
We were born to fall short
So here's to you and yours
A generation of never was
We were born to fall short
