Generation Breakdown

The doors are locked, but they’re breakin on through

The sins of the past are comin' for you

Feels like we’re all livin' on reruns

It won’t be long before we can’t get along

Hiding in the shadows dressed in rags

Don’t forget your goody bags

What used to be fun has now taken a turn

The whole damn thing has started to burn

Generation breakdown...

I’m in a generation breakdown

Coulda, shoulda, woulda is the battle cry

Too many copies and time gone by

Can’t do this and you can’t say that

It's lookin kinda thin from where I’m at

Generation breakdown...

I’m in a generation breakdown

Breakin on down and we're goin fast

At this pace, it just can’t last

Between what is and what should never be

There’s generation breakdown vanity