Brutal Youth
play dead
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This crisis of identity has worn it's welcome out.
Sick of second guesses we're all unhappy with ourselves.
So fine, fuck it, lay down, roll over and just die.
You've already given up so why even try.
Sell yourself short, sell yourself out until you believe you've got no choice.
The world gets by by living lies that we've set out to run their course.
So fine, fuck it, lay down, roll over and just die.
We're tired of misleading ourselves for no reason.
We've tried, there's no dealing with sad lives without meaning.