Lyrics: Ducky Boys. The War Back Home. The Middle Children Of History.

Do we choose or is it chosen?
Is our fate forever frozen?
Do we thaw it out and serve it cold?
What if sometime down the line
we look back at our time
and see through all the lies we're told?
I can see through all the lies we're told.
I won't let you down.
You can burn our hopes and dreams tonight.
No, never. But we won't go down without a fight.
No, never. We've been fed a pack of lies
and we're seeing now this time
that life isn't how it's sold.
The fat get fatter while we fight for scraps
so raise your fist and fight along.
Please don't let me down.
You can burn our hopes and dreams tonight.
No, never. But we won't go down without a fight.
No, never. I call for help but no one's there.
No, never. I pray to god but no one hears.
No, never. No.

"Advertisements have us buying cars and clothes.
Working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need.
We are The middle children of history with no purpose or place.
We have no great war or great depression.
The great war is a spiritual war.
The great depression is our lives.
We are raised by television to believe
that we'll be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars.
But we won't. And we're learning that fact.
And we're very, very pissed off."