| It's hard to be quiet when you see things that hit you right in the soul
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| I do not really know what has happened to this time, Generation 90
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| Verse 1
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| Another boy took an overdose
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| He got tired of the life he has given
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| He got tired of the coat and all the stress
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| And everything just ran across the table
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| Another sister who got lost, in the drugs his paradise
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| It soothes her anxiety every time she takes a sieve
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| She takes a sieve
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| But yesterday, it got too married
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| So that was her last time
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| Both were around 16 years old, and now they are resting in peace
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| Chorus
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| These are people I knew, these are people I loved
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| These people that no one saw before them were considered vagrants
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| These were people with hearts like you and me
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| People who felt
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| They heard everything you said and you were called friends
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| Verse 2
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| The first day now at the full house, he got five years straight
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| They wanted to clarify the point, so they maximized the penalty wrong
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| But the guy does not even remember what he was charged with
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| Because he was hooked and on fire
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| Oh his mother is crying
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| My brother, you are missing
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| The first thought that comes to mind when I wake up is you
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| My brother, you are missing
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| Wish you could come home, back now again
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| Chorus
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| These are people I knew, these are people I loved
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| These people that no one saw before them were considered vagrants
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| These were people with hearts like you and me
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| People who felt
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| They heard everything you said and you were called friends
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| Verse 3
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| I hear them shouting no one hears us
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| But in the symphony of drugs, they do not think they bother anyone
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| And their near ones stand still next to them
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| Too many young people are taken by the devil
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| It was not long ago now she is standing there again
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| Next to his daughter who has a leash around her arm
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| And has just numb away confused the syringe with love
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| She never woke up, but really hit it off
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| And her friends will find out tomorrow morning
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| Another self lost
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| And we are in the middle
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| Confused world
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| Generation 90
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| Chorus
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| These are people I knew, these are people I loved
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| These people that no one saw before them were considered vagrants
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| These were people with hearts like you and me
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| People who felt
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| They heard everything you said and you were called friends |