Forsaken Population

The boy behind the chromium’s imparted me to say,
The art is in the look of bland attention
As generations set the stage to an apathetic prom;
The embodiment of cool emaciation

The avenues of losing touch
Dawning ecstasy
Introduces modern puppeteers

Exonerating hope
Proud association
Against the flow
Forsaken population

The rite of passage soul-defies authoritative hold;
The product of a youthful inclination
And so-called gypsies vagabond with a terminal disease;
The hopeless in a hopeless situation.

And everybody’s shirking their responsibility
Leave ‘em high and dry to fend alone.

And so the story goes
Drowning in permission
We let them go
Forsaken population

Shrouded in your army issues
Camouflage the boot we gave you
Judging from this badge of honor
Your today’s nobody’s daughter

And everybody’s shirking their responsibility
Leave ’em high and dry to fend alone.

Life without a rope
Bold emancipation
Cross the great divide
Forsaken population

No hope
Proud association
Against the flow
Forsaken population

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