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 fuck 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 From Letras Mania