I can't handle your glory
I'm in my own form
I am not your life story
Gradually you will find
That yes, I have my own mind
Generation X
Is not your best
Forgotten times
Let us rewind
To when you treated me a that way
Okay, deny it
But I'll always fill in the rest
Unconditional love
Is what I feel for you
The times you twist
Are just minors I will rise above
We are standing on hard rocks now
They are not sharp, as they were before
But we still take careful steps
Will we forever dance on rocks
In constant fear of slipping
Oh look what we have done
Take a bow, take a bow
It's not very good, but I don't normally write about things that aren't love or anger, or set at this particular "group".
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