What were the tears like when you were young
Did they sting the same red liquidity
What were the lies like when you were young
And did they perpetuate from antiquity?

Where was the love when you were growing?
Was it nourished or was it crushed?
Was the hand that held your hand loving?
Or was it clenched into a fist?

What were the games like in your youth
Were you a boy who learned all about killing
Learning to maim before you could touch
Were we just trained as tomorrows soldiers

In wars that had so much more meaning then
Than now that we are old and jaded
Can you remember way back when
Or have the memories all but faded

Was our generation so different from before
Our raves a movement from the love in's
And Is this society a goddamn whore
Motherfucking us before we begin?