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You and I are revolutionaries Right up to the ruckus we cause daily Switchblade tongues And coal black lungs And bittersweet intentions. We are the voice of a generation We the Degenerates We the Proletariats We the Lost and Found among the wreckage of the millennial metropolis. Living in our forever 21 society Governed by no laws and lack of sobriety We the reckless We the ruthless We the key board warriors Pixels and manic pixie dream girl ******* **** boys, man buns, Jordan's not brogues We the soulless love makers We the relentless heartbreakers We the snapchat sexters, molesters We the grotesque. You and I know no boundaries Lines crossed and used as skipping ropes As ***** jokes, cut throat and savage We the endless trouble makers We who know the end is nigh Hiccuping our ways through orchestrated lies Screaming and bellowing our silent pleas to this world of terror alight Setting fire to ourselves daily We the terrified We the unjustifiable We the hopeful sad We the gods of everything and nothing We the repercussion of double standards 140 characters in every psalm We the unforgiving We the unholy We the non believers We the incomprehensible in the face of sin You and I are not recognised by x or Y We identify in binary with the wind and the stars Honest realisation that our little lives are insignificant to the monologue of the universe Lighthearted libertines light years ahead and behind We the star struck We the scientists and academics We the prophets The artisans The beauty queens The mystics and cynics And I am the voice of a generation you rendered speechless
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 8:44 PM UTC
Millennial Gods
You and I are revolutionaries Right up to the ruckus we cause daily Switchblade tongues And coal black lungs And bittersweet intentions. We are the voice of a generation We the Degenerates We the Proletariats We the Lost and Found among the wreckage of the millennial metropolis. Living in our forever 21 society Governed by no laws and lack of sobriety We the reckless We the ruthless We the key board warriors Pixels and manic pixie dream girl ******* **** boys, man buns, Jordan's not brogues We the soulless love makers We the relentless heartbreakers We the snapchat sexters, molesters We the grotesque. You and I know no boundaries Lines crossed and used as skipping ropes As ***** jokes, cut throat and savage We the endless trouble makers We who know the end is nigh Hiccuping our ways through orchestrated lies Screaming and bellowing our silent pleas to this world of terror alight Setting fire to ourselves daily We the terrified We the unjustifiable We the hopeful sad We the gods of everything and nothing We the repercussion of double standards 140 characters in every psalm We the unforgiving We the unholy We the non believers We the incomprehensible in the face of sin You and I are not recognised by x or Y We identify in binary with the wind and the stars Honest realisation that our little lives are insignificant to the monologue of the universe Lighthearted libertines light years ahead and behind We the star struck We the scientists and academics We the prophets The artisans The beauty queens The mystics and cynics And I am the voice of a generation you rendered speechless
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Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 8:44 PM UTC
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