We are the generation lost   Buried below your reasons   We are the fractured frame   Evidence of your false foundations   Seasons change, but we don't change a thing   Until push comes to shove   Opportunities passed and fate comes calling   We are well beyond our means   The noose is set in place   And like those who've swung before us   We'll drop fast to our escape      We've discovered a failsafe way to sweep our troubles underneath the rug   To bid the weight of this world one last goodbye   All the while you are sleeping still   Under the greenest tree money could buy   Hoping the rain will bring you peace of mind   But it can't, it won't, and it never will      We are the lost   Buried below your reasons   We are the fractured frame   Evidence of your false foundations   Seasons change, but we don't change a thing   Until push comes to shove   Opportunities passed and fate comes calling   We are well beyond our means   The noose is set in place   And like those who've swung before us   We'll fall fast to our escape      Progress has its ball and chain   Claiming us a casualty as you look away   Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long   Now they threaten to take our lives before the day is done   Your hands have stopped our eyes for much too long