Youth culture is wasting my time
You stand there and mock me like a child
I wish that I could find a way to mend
I wish I could go back, not see the end
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All these humans are just a waste of space
Can you think of anyone who would fill my place
I wish that I could find a way to fly
Is this true or do you want to go and die
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