The Floor Is Made Of Lava - Traditional 84 lyrics

If I'm part of a new generation When should I feel like I'm holding the future? When do the roads expose the horizon? Instead of circles and endless U-turns? Everybody I know here are worthless Shaped from success and expected to fail Without a clue where the roads will take us No idea how the roads were made It takes a thief to know onw All I know is everybody gets robbed If it's not if the things in your pocket It's of the time that you're chasing a job But when you got it all to begin with Then how do you know when to fight? And if you never get any older Then how do you know you're alive? So we parade for the land we were promised From before we were even born For the movies and models in mirrors And forget where we started to run They tell me to follow the rabbit But the rabbit went ahead and got shot Shot by our parents and uncles Stuffed up the a** of a pig Served with a pad on the shoulder So sanctimonious you want them to choke I know that it's not their intention It's just the ways of these modern times They think that the road they paved us Is the same that we'll walk in line So if I'm not supposed to trespa** Then how am I to find my own way? On a map that is covered in crossroads And not an inch of elbow space So I have no clue where the roads will take me No idea how the roads were made And I'm not supposed to trespa** So how am I to find my way again? They tell me the sky is the limit But the sky is a clingy fog Cause if you got it all to begin with Then how do you know you're enough?