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Spare the rod and spoil the child (It seems like every generation), It's been years since I've complied (We’re on the verge of collapse). Time will tell us if we tried (Widespread disease and devastation), clear the room we'll stay inside (Who knows how long it will last?). Isn't it all familiar? We are powerless voices (You won't bear the brunt of it, you won't ever let me down). We are nothing outside of this context. Our foolish refrains. Nothing will change, everything stagnant. What if we were more adept? What if we were bold? What if these problems were not something so unbearable that we must take them on? What the hell are we doing here? If we don't know who we are? Delusion’s a mistress and in a mere instant, I succumb to her. Everything is easier this way. Everything comes in cycles, everything fades away. Losing all hope, carry me through. I can't face these fears alone, I must admit that I see doom. Losing all hope, carry me through. I don't know what you want me to do. I was out there, waiting for a miracle to happen, as these walls collapsed on top of me. It seems like every generation, well, it seems like this one might be the last.